Poems about Yu Qian

1. About Sandy's poem "From Longshan to Xibao Zen Master"

Year: Tang Author: Liu Changqing

The former residence is declining, and spring grass is dying. As for the moon in the mountains, who listens to Shi Shangchun?

The night after the ape sang, bloom saw the fleeting time. Both staff and tin are idle, and they don't intend to meditate everywhere.

Give it to Changdang.

Year: Tang Author: Li Duan

Have a good sleep, sandy. The ape bird didn't get up, and the cloud was born on the ridge.

Swallows go to Dun, and Zhilang lives in Zen for a long time. It's been almost 20 years since Lin Zhong said goodbye.

Hua Tang guang cheng Yu blue sky

Year: Song Author: Zhao Changqing

Lake Ming Che, blue rain. Around the dam, the grass is sandy Dancing winds and willows want to tear cotton. Yiyiyan

It is still a spring breeze, and it is a pity to waste time and space. Between the cold pavilion and the blue cloud. The sleeves are stained.

A trip to Kasugano

Year: Tang Author: Wen

It began to rain on the golden dike in Xitang, and green grass opened in the sand.

Peony is bright on the wild shore, and frog is noisy in the paddy field.

There are fluctuations in the mirror, but there is no wind floating on the stranger.

What happened? It is not easy to go home.

2. There are 20 poems describing the rain scene: green bamboo hats, green hemp fiber, no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle. -Zhang's "Fishing Songs" apricot blossoms are wet and the face is not cold.

-the quatrains written by Zhinan and Shang, Weicheng is light in the rain, and the guest house is green and willow. -Wang Wei's "Send Two Stones to Anxi" 480 temples in the Southern Dynasties, with many towers and misty rain.

-Du Mu's "Poetry of Jiangnan Spring" is full of white Manchuria in the mountains, and it is raining in the sound of Zigui. In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields.

In April in the countryside (full of mountains and plains, white mountains and rivers), the dark clouds in Weng Juan cover the mountains, and the white rain jumps over the boat. Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle.

On June 27th, Wang Huta was drunk with books, and Su Shi had a spring dream. It rained all the time, and he was not satisfied with the flag all day. There are two red mansions facing the cold, and lanterns hidden in the rain and a pearl screen sway. My lonely heart wants to go home at dusk, and the rain hits pear blossoms and closes the door. Seven or eight stars are out of the sky, and it rains in front of the mountain at two or three o'clock-Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon" rains in the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to lose their souls. -Du Mu's "The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival" is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy.

-Su Shi's "After drinking rain, the lake is clear, after the rain, the mountains are empty, and the autumn colors are set at dusk" (Wang Wei: "Autumn Life") Jiang Yu is decadent, the mountains and rivers are empty and rainy, and Shan Yu comes, and the rain lies in the dead of night listening to the wind and rain, and the rain falls on the boat. It rained a lot during the Qingming Festival, but now I still remember that night, that storm, and pedestrians on the road wanted to die. Swift flies in two directions. There are seven or eight stars in the sky, and it rains before Zhongshan at two or three o'clock. Night rain comes into Wu, and you see Fujian alone. Clouds are darkened by rain, streams are pale by fog, and the sun is shining in the east, but it is raining in the west. There is no rain or shine in my life. In the evening of the pavilion, the shower stopped at the beginning of the pavilion, and the wind kept blowing away.

Angry, leaning against the railing and resting in the drizzle is already a lonely sorrow at dusk, and it is even more stormy. Green bamboo hats, green clothes, oblique wind and drizzle don't have to go back to the small building. A lantern on a bead curtain shook my lonely heart and I went home. There are two red houses facing the wind and covered by rain. I listened to the apricot flowers sold in the deep alley of the spring rain in the Ming Dynasty and asked if it was not the date to return the book. The rain rose to the autumn pool in the evening.

When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night. The acropolis is dusty in Qingyu City, and the guest house is green and willow-colored. Today, I think it's raining, the wind and rain are blowing in the dark, the MOS rail glacier is dreaming, the rain in the sky is crisp, the grass in the distance is close at hand, but there is no small building to listen to the spring rain all night. In the deep alley, there are thousands of rain curtains selling apricot flowers in late autumn, the wind and water on the balcony are Ming Che at sunset, and the mountains are strangely green when it rains.

Yu Meiren? Listening to the rain Jie Jiang teenagers listen to the rain songs upstairs, red candle faint Luo Zhang. In the prime of life, listening to the rain, locusts plowed the country, the boat of Kun Ke exploded, and the geese in the river were called the west wind.

Now listening to the rain monk Lu, there are stars on his temples. Sorrow and joy are always ruthless until dawn.

Just don't forget that this time, the dusk and spring rain crossed the Maple Bridge. Wind and rain are evil, tireless thatched cottage is low.

After the rain, the grass is in the sunset, and the apricot blossoms are fragrant. There were many pagodas in the misty rain last night.

Deep sleep won't leave a hangover. Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there.

Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? It should be that green and fat phoenix tree that is raining in Mao Mao, and it will drip at dusk. This time, it is the first time. It rained at midnight.

If you don't leave your feelings, you will suffer. A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light.

The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing. The clothes are stained with apricot flowers and rain, and the face is cold.

Winter thunder bursts with summer rain (sound desire, the word is this). In the snow is rainy and windy, and it closes at dusk, so it's not going to stay in spring. The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.

Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain. There is no chapter all day, and tears are pouring down.

Hanging down the curtain, Shuang Yan returned to the drizzle. In Huangmei season, it rains at home, the grass pond is full of frogs, tears fall down her sad white face, pear blossoms bring spring rain and hate clouds, and Jiangnan is still called Kerry.

-Wang Yucheng's "Little Crimson Lips" Both butterflies dance on the threshold, and the curtain rolls at night to drain the rain. -Mao Xizhen's "Qingpingle" is chilling and sad.

The pavilion was late and the shower began to rest. All the accounts are not in the mood. I miss places and Lanzhou to urge me to send them.

Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk, chutiankuo.

Since ancient times, it has been awkward and cold to leave. Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying.

After the New Year, it should be a good time and a good scene. Customs are strange, who to talk to.

If you ask how much free time you have. Yichuan tobacco is full of wind.

It rains when plums are yellow. . .

3. What poems about "Rain and Dew" are as follows:

1. After a night in Shan Yu, hundreds of silky waterfalls will appear on every mountain top. _ _ _ _ Wang Wei's letter to Li, the special correspondent of Zizhou.

It shows that the spring rain in the mountains has not stopped all night, and hundreds of springs are flowing at the top of the tree.

It often rains in Shu at night, and the river sill is sunny. _ _ _ _ Du Fu's "Two Poems on Water Threshold"

It shows that the weather in Sichuan often rains at night, and the sky can be seen clearing up on the railing by the water.

After the shower, pearls are scattered all over the floor, and new lotus flowers are everywhere. _ _ _ _ Yuan Haowen "A shower hits a new lotus"

It shows that the sudden shower came at once, like pearls, hitting a new lotus in the pond.

Light rain comes from the east, and good wind follows. _ _ _ _ Tao Yuanming's Reading the Classic of Mountains and Seas

It shows that the rain in Mao Mao comes from the east, mixed with refreshing wind.

5. Idle dreams of plum ripe days in the south of the Yangtze River, night boats playing flute and light rain. _ _ _ _ HuangFuSong Jiangnan Dream, Lan.

It shows that the time is ripe for Huangmei to dream of seeing Jiangnan again. At night, the boat is playing the flute, and the drizzle is softly ringing.

6. Whose autumn yard is windless? Where is the autumn window that doesn't rain? _ _ _ _ Cao Xueqin's "Parting Every Generation, Autumn Window Storm"

Whose yard is not attacked by autumn wind, and it doesn't rain outside the window in autumn?

7. There are two red mansions facing the cold, covered by rain, and a pearl curtain lamp shakes my lonely heart and goes home. _ _ _ _ Li Shangyin's Spring Rain

Staring at the red chamber through the drizzle, I only felt cold and boundless, so I had to come back with a bead curtain of drizzle in the dim light.

8. Send infinite trees to the sky and bury them in the middle of the mountain with rain clouds. _ _ _ _ Xin Qiji's Partridge Day, Giving People away

Explain the connection between water and the sky, as if sending the trees on both sides of the river to an infinite distance. Dark clouds with rain buried the mountains in half.

9. Jinjiang West is smoky and green, and Xinyu Shantou Litchi is ripe. _ _ _ _ Zhang Ji's Chengdu Qu

It shows that the west of Jinjiang is misty and green, and litchi has matured on the hillside after the rain.

10. Fleas are rainy days that hurt spring dreams, but the grass is more sandy. _ _ _ _ Wei Zhuang Chang 'an Tomb-Sweeping Day

Explain, all of a sudden, it's already spring rain, how can it be green?

4. A beautiful poem or sentence about rain. Rain falls from the air to every corner, and raindrops are like crystal clear pearls, which are very beautiful.

Raindrops fall from eaves, walls and leaves, just like broken beads, and finally connect together to form a water column. The wind is blowing and it is raining.

A closer look reveals that there is not even a single person in the street. All the water was wasted and turned into a flowing river, and countless splashes rushed to open. From a distance, buildings and trees are blurred. The wind with rain stars, like looking for something on the ground, bumped into the east and west.

No sooner had the pedestrians on the road found shelter than it began to rain. It's raining harder and harder, and soon it's like a downpour. Look at the rain in the sky, it's really like a waterfall! A gust of wind blew, and the waterfall-like rain was blown like smoke, fog and dust.

Beans-sized raindrops fell to the ground, splashing like a small fountain. When the splash falls on the ground, it becomes a small bubble, which looks like a transparent hat.

It's really interesting to watch the raindrops turn into little hats! It is raining harder. On the roofs and streets, a layer of misty rain and fog is splashed, just like a layer of misty white gauze. At this time, a gust of wind blew fiercely, the white gauze curled away, and the rain fell obliquely on the accumulated water in the street, splashing a lot.

The feeling in the rain has been raining since last night, and it should be very affectionate. I can think of rain stains, flowers falling, red scattered fragrance disappearing, somewhat sad, but also somewhat sad.

There are countless people who know that they love rain, and the articles about rain are even more eloquent, but I am also a rain lover and have different feelings about rain, so I wrote them. Rain, in the eyes of different people, has different scenery; Just like the scenery in front of us, a thousand people have a thousand kinds of scenery.

Some people like rain, some people hate it, some people sigh, some people are crazy, and they feel different. Rain, like flowers and trees, whether it can become a landscape depends on people's mood.

It is a kind of beauty to meet the rain after a long drought, no matter who looks at it; Who doesn't get upset when it rains and the levee is flooded? However, rain is rain. It won't come because you like it, nor will it go because you hate it. What's more, you can't see the splendor of the rainbow without experiencing wind and rain. Without rainy clouds, there would be no sunny sunshine. It's rainy in the south of the Yangtze River. I was born in the rainy south of the Yangtze River, so I have to say that I am familiar with rain. Supposedly, it should have been blind and indifferent.

But I have a surprise and freshness for the rain. Every rainy day, I always love to wander in the rain, so that the sweet and pure rain is sprinkled on my body and soaked in my skin; The drizzle takes away the dust and haze in my heart and makes my mood clean and bright.

Rain is a gift from heaven, and it is a sweet spring that benefits the world. It makes everything lush and full of vitality. What would the world be like without rain? There are deserts everywhere, sandstorms everywhere, and sandstorms are flying all over the sky; If there are no birds, no animals, not even a trace of green, and life disappears here, how horrible and terrible it would be. The rain in the four seasons is also different due to different seasons and seasonal changes.

Spring rain is the most beautiful and exquisite, like a shy and charming song of a girl; Spring rain is also the favorite of literati. Famous sentences such as "Good rain knows the season, when spring comes", "Silent drizzle in the sky" and "Spring Rain with apricot blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River" are all praises to the spring rain.

The dripping girl in the rain lane is probably from the spring rain. The most enthusiastic is the summer rain, like the sweat of a strong man, with a hearty pleasure; Very fierce, walking fast, crisp and dry, never slow.

It not only waters the fields and moistens the seedlings, but also brings coolness to people in hot summer. People are well aware of its advantages and disadvantages.

The autumn rain with a hint of coolness has another taste in my heart. It is desolate and bleak, and it is very appropriate to say that it is the sigh of the dissatisfied wife whose youth is gone and no longer there.

"If you want rain, it will rain on the river, and it will be clear in autumn. It's getting cold, the wind is getting stronger, the river is closed in the cold, the afterglow is architecture and things are beautiful.

Only the gushing water of the Yangtze river flows eastward without sound. "In the autumn rain, Liu Yong's mood is so bleak and helpless.

Li Yian also described her loneliness, sadness and sadness in Autumn Love. "Indus raining, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence! " .

In fact, people's joys and sorrows, joys and sorrows, sadness and rain have nothing to do with it? There seems to be little winter rain, and even fewer people like it. But I think it's like a few clear tears shed by a strong man whose wrist is broken and never returns. It is cold, resolute, tragic and heroic.

People can't help but give birth to some respect. The glitz and noise of the world need us to treat it with a normal heart, and so does the rain. Only by getting rid of impetuousness and being more calm can we appreciate its interest and poetry and feel its exquisiteness and beauty.

When I wrote these words, it was still raining, and I couldn't help feeling a little hurt and spring again. Unconsciously, spring deepened and summer came silently. Isn't that how youth gets old, and dreams disappear quietly ... 2. Children giggle in the moonlight, they jump and jump happily, the straw hat jumps and jumps on their heads, and the surrounding Woods and rivers jump and jump.

The moon girl blushed and hid and smiled. The hidden heart must jump behind the clouds. God-given gold, God-given moonlight rain, from the top of the head to the bottom of the foot, from the outside to the inside, from the bones to the soul, are all golden, transparent, as pleasing to the eye as green, as cool as borneol.

The children stole some lotus leaves, and they caught the golden elves together, and the elves rolled happily. Children should put away the moonlight rain, plant them in the ground next spring to sprout and blossom, and then give these golden fruits to friends and kindergarten teachers ... Listening to the rain under the eaves every rainy season, I think of listening to the rain under the eaves, which has a unique aesthetic feeling. Although it's not like splashing in the whirlpool of a river, or rushing into the beach of the sea, or a secluded lane in a small town, there is still rain in Mao Mao.

5. Poems about rain-Zhang's "Fishing Songs" wet clothes, apricot blossoms: "In the Mountains") Rain Man Wu on a cold night.

-Su Shi's "Drinking Rain on the Lake after the Qing Dynasty", the mountains and rivers are broken and surging. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" There are seven or eight stars in the sky, iron horse glacier dreams, clothes are wet-(Wang Wei, late autumn-(Wang Wei.

-Yinan monk "Jueju" Weicheng is also light in the rain. -Du Mu's "Qingming" is bright and sunny.

-Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" It rains in the Qingming period. When spring comes, the green willows in the guest house are new in color, and I don't know how many flowers have been folded. -Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er Shi Anxi" 480 Hall in the Southern Dynasties: "Mountain in Autumn") There is no rain on the mountain road.

-Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring Poetry" lies in listening to the wind and rain at midnight. How many tower misty rain, green hemp fiber, plain and bright, lonely mountain-(Wang Changling, blowing cold breeze. But now I think of that night, that storm, Wen Tianxiang's Crossing the Lonely Ocean. In "An Empty Mountain after Rain", pedestrians on the road are dying, the mountains are empty, and it is raining strangely. There is no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle.

6. The Complete Works of Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night 1 Rain Poems.

Don du fu

Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.

The wild path is dark, and the river is bright.

Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.

2. Fishing songs

Tang Zhang He Zhi

In front of Mount Cisse, egrets fly freely, plump mandarin fish swim happily on the river, and peaches floating on the water are so bright and full.

An old man in the bank, wearing a green bamboo hat raincoat and a green raincoat, braved the wind and rain and fished leisurely. He was fascinated by the beautiful spring scenery and didn't even go home in the rain.

3. "Spring Dawn"

Tang Meng Hao ran

Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep.

How many flowers fall after a stormy night.

4. Tomb-Sweeping Day

Don Dumu

A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.

Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.

5. Light Rain in Early Spring

Tang hanyu

There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future.

This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.

6. Listen to the rain

Song Fang Yue

Zhu Zhai sleeps and listens to the rain, and moss grows in dreams.

Opposite the lonely mountain, idle birds don't guess.

7. In Chuzhou, Xixi

Don Wei Wu Ying

Alone, grass grows by the stream, and orioles sing on the trees.

The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing.

8. Spring outing on the lake

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A pair of swallows, when did you fly back? Peach branches on both sides of the river are soaked in water, and red peach blossoms are in bloom.

After a few days of rain, the river rose and flooded the small bridge, so people could not cross the river. At this time, a boat slowly sailed out from the shade of willow trees.

9, "Wang Hulou Drunk Book"

Song sushi

Clouds poured out and poured down like ink, but a mountain range was exposed on the horizon, bright and fresh, and the splashing water was like white pearl gravel, splashing on the boat.

Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle.

10, April in the countryside

Song Weng Juan

The mountains and plains are all green, and the sound of Zigui is raining like smoke.

In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields.

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Song Zhao Shi Xiu

In Huangmei season, it rains at home, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond.

It's past midnight, and the invited guests haven't come yet. I tapped the chess pieces bored and shook the wick of an oil lamp.

12, Hibiscus Inn broke up with Xinjian.

Don Wang Changling

Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan!

Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!

13, a note to friends in the north on a rainy night.

Tang Li Shangyin

When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi.

When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.

14, an autumn night in the mountains

Don

The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.

The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.

The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.

Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.

15, "Send"

He Xun in Southern Dynasties

The guest misses for a hundred years, but walking alone weighs a thousand miles.

It rained black in the river, and the waves and Whitestorm began to rise.

16, Lanxi Acura

Don Dai Shulun

Liu Wanmei hangs on the cool moon, and the Zhongshan mirror looks more.

Peach blossoms rained in Lanxi for three days, and carp came to the beach at midnight.

17, Jiangnan Spring

Don Dumu

Jiangnan, the sound of green and red flowers, the waterside village in the foothills.

More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.

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Don Xu Hun

Climb high and miss the ancient oil for thousands of miles, but the willows in your eyes are like Jiangnan.

The red sunset is in the temple outside the temple, and the wind has not yet come, and the wind has already blown the buildings in Xianyang.

At dusk, birds fly in the garden, and in late autumn, cicadas chirp in the leafy trees.

Passers-by don't ask about the past, only the Weihe River flows eastward as always.

19, quatrains

Song monk's south

The shade of ancient wood is a short awning, and the stick thistle helps me cross the east of the bridge.

The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold.

20. "Send Yuan Ershi Anxi"

Don

The rain in the early morning moistened the dust of the land, the inn of the inn, the branches and leaves of the inn, and a new leaf

Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west.

2 1, 1 1 the storm on April 4th.

Song luyou

I lay sprawled in my lonely country, not feeling sad about my situation, but thinking about defending the frontier of the country.

The night will be over, I lie in bed listening to the sound of wind and rain, in a daze in my dream, riding an armored horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield.

7. Poems about rain: green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle. -Zhang "Fishing Songs"

The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold. -Monk Zhinan's quatrains

Weicheng is also lighter than rain and dust, and the guest house is green and willow. -Wang Wei's "Send Yuan II An Xi"

More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain. -Du Mu's "Jiang Nanchun Jueju"

The night will be over, I lie in bed listening to the sound of wind and rain, in a daze in my dream, riding an armored horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield. -Lu You's The Storm of November 4th.

Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"

Seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three rains in front of the mountain ―― Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon

How many flowers fall after a stormy night. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"

Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. -Du Mu's Tomb-Sweeping Day

The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. -Su Shi's Drinking Rain after Chu Qing on the Lake.

The mountains and rivers are broken, the wind is drifting, and life experiences the rain ―― Wen Tianxiang's Crossing the Lingdingyang.

After the rain, an empty mountain stands in the autumn night —— (Wang Wei: living in autumn)

There is no rain on the mountain road, and the air is green and wet —— (Wang Wei: In the Mountains)

Wu, a man from Lianjiang on a cold rainy night, and the lonely Chushan —— Wang Changling: Lotus Inn and Xin Jian Break Up.

8. Poems about rain have wind and rain, and chickens crow. If you meet a gentleman, you don't have to worry about it? The wind blew through the rain, and there was a cock crow outside the window. Why not be embarrassed when you meet a gentleman? The wind and rain darkened the sky and the cock crowed outside the window. Didn't Hu Yun like seeing a gentleman? -The Book of Songs "The Storm"

Evil! I want to know you and live a long life. There is no mausoleum in the mountains, the river is exhausted, thunder and lightning in winter and rain and snow in summer, and heaven and earth are one, but dare to be with you! -Liang E69DA5E6BA90323133353236313431303231363331333264646530 "Shang Xie" Han Yuefu.

Distant Altair, Jiao Jiao Hehan girl. Skillful hands, make a loom. Tears fall like rain all day long; The river is clear and shallow, how much is the difference! Between water and water, there are no words. -"Cowherd Star" two Han Yuefu

Calendar barnyard grass * * * to follow, once resigned. Water is injected to the east, and there is no turning back to the west. The rainy night falls on the empty steps, and the light of dawn leaves the room in the dark. I don't drink when I'm sad. When can I be together? -He Xun in the Northern and Southern Dynasties, "Leaving Sorrow at Night"

The guest misses for a hundred years, but walking alone weighs a thousand miles. It rained black in the river, and the waves and Whitestorm began to rise. -In the Northern and Southern Dynasties, He Xun sent "

He stared at the desolate moon from his temporary palace, and he heard the rain at dusk, cutting his chest. -Tang Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow

Cao Qinghu, Wan Li, and Huang Meiyu. I'm worried about the sound of the wind overturning the dark waves and hitting the boat on the beach. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Langtaosha"

The clouds have gone, the wind and rain have stopped, the weather is just right, and the sun shines on the lake to form a reflection, which has a warm feeling. Wild apricots everywhere, broken red spots; The floating water on the lake looks like a neat lawn at first sight. The rain on Bai Yan dried up, his wings became heavy and he had to fly low; The oriole's tongue is quite stiff. It's not that the spring in Jiangnan is not good, but that I'm one year old, and my mood has also decreased. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Early Spring in South Lake"

Big strings hum like rain, and small strings whisper like secrets. Humming, whispering-and then mixing together, like pouring large and small pearls into a plate of jade. -Tang Bai Juyi's Preface to Pipa.

Red banjiang bridge green wine flag, pavilion baby palace sunset warm. Poor rain stops the east wind, and thousands of trees hang down separately. -Yang Liuzhi by Don Bai Juyi

Crying early, I rested again, and the residual light went out again. Through the window, you know that it rains at night, and bananas speak first. -Tang Bai Juyi's Rain at Night

The Badong ship went to Brazil, which was rough and stormy. Polygonum hydropiper is cold and red, and Gracilaria leaves are blue and sad. -Tang Bai Juyi's Bamboo Branch

Leave it blank, the autumn night is long, and the night is sleepless. The shadow on the wall after the lamp still lingers, and the rustle of dark rain hitting the window. -Tang Bai Juyi's Shang Yang White Haired Man

Three cold autumn nights, a comfortable old man. After lights out, sleep in the beautiful rain. Grey thermos flask, fragrant warm quilt. The sun is shining, it is freezing, and the frost leaves are full of red. -Tang Bai Juyi's Sleeping in Autumn Rain

Xiyuan Post Road hangs at the head of the city, and Jiangting has not collected rainwater. Jun, try to divide the water. White clouds are still like Han and Qiu. -Don Cen Can's "Sending Judge Li to Jinjiang to Take Autumn Poems"

When the rain stopped, Yang Lin went boating in Yonghe for three days. The old friend's home lives on the bank of the stream, on the bank of the river, and there is a peach forest. -Tang Changjian's "Looking for Li Jiuzhuang in Three Days"

Guests traveling in the rain will have a rest in Tianjin immediately. Shan Gong San Fu, the door closed Kyushu. Sichuan takes Shaanxi Road, and the river flows around Huayin. Late arrival, the wind and smoke Wan Li sorrow. -Don Cui Hao's Tongguan Building

Overlooking Chang 'an, Kyoto, on Gaoshanhua Mountain, these three peaks stretch into the sky without artificial cutting. The clouds in front of the emperor's temple will dissipate and the cactus will be green. Depending on the terrain of this land, it is very difficult to reach Han Zhi through Chang 'an to the west. Excuse me, why are the fame and fortune on the roadside all such senior students? -Don Cui Hao's "Crossing Huayin"

The wildfire on the mountain is cold and burning, and the butte is wet in the rain. The Han people were nervous when they saw the fireworks on the mountain, but when they heard that there was no war in western Liaoning, they settled down again, bought wine for recreation, and often lay drunk in hotels. -Don Cui Hao's "The Wild Gate of the Conference semifinals"

Liu Wanmei hangs on the cool moon, and the Zhongshan mirror looks more. Peach blossoms rained in Lanxi for three days, and carp came to the beach at midnight. -Don Dai Shulun's "Lanxi Acura"

The grass grows in Suxi Pavilion. Who will lean on when the east wind stops for twelve days? Swallows don't return to the Spring Festival Evening, and it's a misty rain and apricot blossoms. -Don Dai Shulun's Su Xi Pavilion

Don't you see, on the edge of Qinghai, the bones of soldiers killed since ancient times have not been buried. The new ghost wails there, and the old one is loudest in the stormy dark sky. -Tang Du Fu's Military Vehicle Shop

Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. -Tang Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"

Swan has soared away from the sun and the moon, maple leaves have turned red, and autumn has declined. -Tang Du Fu's Notes on "A Letter to Han Shi"

There is no dry place in the bedside table, and the feet are numb with rain. How can you get wet all night since you are in a mess and don't get enough sleep! There are tens of millions of luxury houses in Ande, which greatly protect the poor in the world, with a spring breeze and a mountain of wind and rain. -Tang Du Fu's "The Hut Was Blown by Autumn Wind"

What's the need to count clouds and rain? However, you see, the ancient Guan Zhong, the rich and poor gentleman's Bao Shuya, was abandoned like dirt. -Don Du Fu's Poor Bank of Communications

Spring chives are cut in the night rain, and brown rice is cooked fresh in a special way. My host announced that it was a festival, and he urged me to drink ten cups. -Tang Du Fu's "Give Chu Shi Eight Guards"

Jiangnan, the sound of green and red flowers, the waterside village in the foothills. More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain. -Tang Du Fu's "Jiang Nanchun Jueju"

Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village. -Tomb-Sweeping Day by Don Mutu

After the rain, cicadas are noisy, and the climate of pine trees floating in the wind has been spread to autumn. Moss covered the steps, and Bai Niao deliberately stayed behind. -Tang Du Mu's "Topic Yangzhou Temple"