Poems about rainy days (what are the poems about rainy days)

1. Poems about rainy days are those 1. Hong Qingsheng: There are thousands of tears in the bamboo sea, misty rain in the Xiangjiang River, and I don't know spring. 2. Yuan Lu: Spring comes to Jiangnan like embroidery, and rain comes to West Lake like oil.

3. Song Chen Yuyi: The sea is not afraid of rouge, and it is independent. 4. Tiantong Temple in Ningbo: Flowers and flowers can be numerous and dense, and the means can be seen; When the wind is crazy and the rain is sudden, you can stand firm. 5. Don Wang Bo: Draw a building to fly to Nanpu Cloud, and the bead curtain rolls up the rain in the western hills. 6. Anshi, Wang Song: Rain hits the garden at dusk, and residual chrysanthemums fall everywhere. 7. Randolph: Happy rain is like the dew of the morning sun, dropping pearls into the hearts of flowers.

8. Yang Qingge: It rained all night in the mountains, so there should not be much spring. Look at the grass on the mainland, from green to Dongting wave. 9. Qing Qu Dajun: Falling flowers have tears because of wind and rain, and birds are ruthless from ancient times to the present.

10, Song: At dusk, the north wind blows rain, and several peaks show thin clouds. /z/q70322452 1.htm .

2. What are the ancient poems about rain and rainstorm?

-Don Wei Zhuang

There are many thunderstorms in Jiangcun in summer and sunny in the evening.

I don't know how deep the waves are, but South Lake is now at peace with North Lake.

Heavy rain; rainstorm

-Don Hanvo

The electric tail burns black clouds, and the rain feet fly silver lines. Throw it in the middle of the pool quickly, and the smoke will faint the water. The air cools, the atmosphere disappears, and the summer heat relaxes. Polygonum multiflorum is luxuriant in clumps, and lotus is green in clumps. Who will accompany you during the gale? I explored all the fun. If you want to leave or stay in the future, you will be in a state of war for a long time.

Heavy rain; rainstorm

-Song Luyou

The wind is angry and wants to lift the house, and the rain comes like a shower. A solitary lamp reflects the window, and a caged bird perches on the eaves. The midsummer makes Fang Yanhe, and the autumn sound is sad. It is rumored that a rising river broke something.

Heavy rain; rainstorm

-Song Luyou

The black dragon hangs in the southeast, and the Yao angle presses Wan Ren. Although it is cloudy, the claw tail is still slightly recognizable. Tomorrow, shanghai dawn, followed by a major earthquake, the ground becomes a river, which can be swallowed up in a moment. My home has been abandoned for a long time, but I don't press true purple. I am happy and haggard, and my life is full. When I arrived at the nursery, all the plants were green and wet. Bare shore corner towel, three sighs caress the court rafters.

torrential rain

-Song Luyou

The north wind, with its arrogant clouds, drums into the universe. At the beginning of the day, it doesn't go west, and the sky is lost. When the sky is turned upside down, the black flag is closed, the ghosts are fighting, the rain is flying, and the thunder car is helping to rush. When flat water enters the house, the ditch is unbearable. Don't listen to the opposite language, so as to avoid the house leaking and raining all night. Children can save themselves with books and clothes. How long has it been violent, and suddenly it has closed its eaves. Work harder than your neighbors and pick up as much as you can. Lao Tzu is stubborn, and Long song is addicted to alcohol.

Rainstorms and sunny nights in Zhao Yin Temple during summer tourism

-Tang Zheng-Von Lee

Bamboo and cypress are weathered, and the temple is cold. Writing in the stone canal flows, and the golden brake shines on the sun. Cranes fly over rocks, the smoke is blue, and the grass in Luming Literature is fragrant. Monks in the mountains lead Brahma to the Qing Dynasty, and banners cover the cloister.

Rain (Kaiyuan Temple in Xuanzhou for three years).

Don Mutu

The east is dark and the wind drives the sea water, and the bottom of the sea rolls to the center of heaven. March and June were miserable, and after dusk, water dripped all over the sky. The piano shafts are stacked, and the horns and claws are long. God whips ghosts to control the Yin emperor, and ghosts spray wildly. In all directions, it is the battle between Yujing and Wan Li. Clouds around the wind, the Yellow Emperor is no better than Chiyou. A hundred rivers are bitter and handsome, and Kun Guan locks his worries. The same was true of Taihe for six years, when I was full of energy. The east building shrugged its heads and looked down, wishing it could fly high. Call on the strong and healthy people in the city to open the wine field in a wide range of exhibitions. Rush the hammer to cheer up, regardless of the thin waist mother. This year, the temples are all white, and the strange tour is spectacular and hidden. The scenery is imperfect, but the past is sad.

Midnight thunderstorm

-Song Luyou

The thunder car drives the rain dragon, and the wires are like arrows in the air. In the fifty years when the Central Plains became a plague, God's anger began to wash away. The yellow-headed woman really has a soul, and her face is tied with military doors to fight to the death. It is said that if three arrows set the Tianshan Mountains, how can one bear's ear accumulate? Shu Jie galloped and frolicked in the palace, and the ministers were happy. Tomorrow, the river gate keeper will go to congratulate the class, and thousands of officials will gather together, wearing swords and shoes. Senior Chang 'an, please move. I'd like to see the Six Dragons versus the Wei River. From now on, I am a peaceful person, and I dare to fear Anxi for nine thousand miles!

"When you indulge in the sea, when the thunderstorm begins, the sky meets the water."

-Song Luyou

Wandering has resentment, and the south has strangeness. The waves are half blank and the sky is endless. Spit at the sun and the moon, fight thunder. Playing the flute after drunkenness makes the ichthyosaur obey.

On the evening of July 17, a thunderstorm started in the lake pond.

-Song Luyou

The lightning train went down to the ninth level, and at dusk we left our original room in the suburbs. Dark trees are strange, and dark clouds are like mountains. Chao Jiang silently responded to the eel flooding, and the iron lock was removed from Meiliang. This evening, the waterfall hangs on the virtual eaves, predicting that the high pillow will listen to the gurgling.

Torrential rain

-Song Luyou

Clouds gather in the mouth, and the rain on the head of the city is urgent. White boats throw themselves into the sand gorge, and green curtains roll up the towers. Close the door and float, overflow the ditch. Smoke away flies and write poems to comfort travelers.

Rain on the lake

-Song Luyou

A wisp of stream smoke rose from the front beach, and the sudden rain swallowed up the surrounding mountains.

Natural idleness is spectacular, when there is a bright moon, the fishing boat is still there.

3. Poems describing rainy days: 0 1, * * * Sleeping and listening to autumn rain, small and light and cold. _ _ _ _ Zhu Yizun's Gui Dianqiu Thinking of the Past

02. When it rains in the lotus pond, it is autumn. _ _ _ _ Xiang Hongwei's Qing Ping Le, Cool on the Pool

03, drizzle wet clothes can't be seen, idle flowers fall to the ground and listen to silence. _ _ _ _ Liu Changqing's "Don't Say a Poem"

04. It's raining outside the curtain, and the spring is fading. _ _ _ _ Li Yu's The Sand Waves Clap the Curtain and the Rain Ripps.

It rained in the middle of the night last night, and it was cool. _ _ _ _ Su Shi's Partridge Sky, Forest Intermittent Mountain, Hidden Bamboo Wall

On the third night, the biting rain finally cleared up. _ _ _ _ Su Shi's Night Crossing the Sea on June 20th

07, the chilling sound, the pavilion was late, and the shower began to rest. _ _ _ _ Liu Yong's "Yulin Chills"

08. Is this a poet? Riding a donkey into the sword gate in the drizzle. _ _ _ _ The rain of Lu You's Jianmen Road

09, the night flowers are full of fragrance, and the night rain is drunk. _ _ _ _ Dou Shu's "Summer Cousin Nostalgia"

10, green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle. _ _ _ _ Zhang's "Fishing Songs, Egrets Fly in Front of the Cisse Mountain"

1 1, the roof dreams at five o'clock, and it rains in March at the bottom of the flower. _ _ _ _ Yan Shu's "On the Jade Pagoda, Spring Hate"

12, the autumn wind blows to Jiangcun, it is dusk, and the lonely phoenix tree doesn't open the door at night. _ _ _ _ Gu Cai's Meet You Happy Autumn Wind Blowing Jiangcun.

13, send wine to Chunchun in silence. It rained at dusk. _ _ _ _ Zhu's "Flowers Coming to Spring"

14, watching the clouds cover your eyes and homesick for raindrops. _ _ _ _ Bai Juyi's Rainy Rain

15, the wind returns to the clouds and the rain breaks the Chu Qing, and the lake is warm. _ _ _ _ Bai Juyi's South Lake in Early Spring

16, spring leeks were cut in the night rain, and brown rice was cooked fresh in a special way. _ _ _ _ Du Fu's Eight Guards for Chu Shi

17, wind and rain send spring home, flying snow welcomes spring. _ _ _ _ Mao Zedong's Operator Yongmei

18, drizzle and oblique wind created Han Xiao. Light smoke clears the beach. _ _ _ _ Su Shi's "Huanxisha Yuanfeng travels to Nanshan from Liu Shu in Sizhou" 20071February 24th.

19, cloudy with light rain. Return to the DPRK at dusk. _ _ _ _ Shi Xiaoyou's "Beautiful, cloudy, light rain"

4. What are the romantic poems about rain? 1. The sound of rain is gurgling, like living by a stream, and I would rather it rains every day.

It's raining, and I'm starting to miss you. I missed you so much that I got wet under my umbrella.

3. Rain is a broken poem, and poetry is a continuous rain!

4, the glass asked if the rain was tired, and the rain asked if the glass hurt.

5. It rains deeply on the river at night, so you can lean on Jiuquan, turn off the lights and sit in the dark, listening to the rain, and feel sad all night.

6, last night, the wind and rain suddenly started, and there was no need for residual wine for a deep sleep.

7. Spring water is brighter than the sky, and the painting boat listens to the rain.

8. Listen to the wind and watch the rain and laugh at the misty rain.

9. There are thousands of trees and stars in the easterly night.

10, the dead of night, the rain cooled, the wine was drunk alone, and I thought for a long time. Who knows, the wine woke up, the rain stopped, the wind was silent, and people woke up in the middle of the night.

1 1, there are swallows in Beilin, it rains and snows; The north wind is sad and difficult to fly; If you want to break the rain, why not? The north wind is blowing violently, and I will never leave.

12, I don't know who broke the heart of the rain, but it fell poetically in this rainy season.

13, year after year, the wind blows and the rain falls several times.

14, deep thrush, light thrush, cicada temples covered with clouds. Wushan is high, Wushan is low, and it is raining at dusk.

15, the wind sends rain, and the rain follows the wind. The Han dynasty flourished, and Shu Dao was connected, and Shu Dao was only connected with dragons.

5. What poems describe rainy days? Tang Li Shangyin's "Notes to Friends in the North on a Rainy Night" asks you that the return date is undecided, and it rains in the autumn pool at night.

When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night. Wu Ye Tune by Li Yu in the Five Dynasties was coming last night, and the curtain was rustling in autumn.

Candle residual leakage is a broken pillow, so you can't sit still. The world flows with water, which is a dream.

Drunk hometown road should be steady and frequent, unbearable. Liu Song Ban's "Pond after Rain" After the rain, the pond is flat and the eaves are reflected in the mirror.

Suddenly there was an east wind, and the drooping willow branches danced gracefully, and the water droplets on the willow branches swept through the middle of the lotus leaves, making a constant noise. Don Li Shimin's Ode to the Rain covered the clouds, drifted into the distance, sprayed the rain and flooded the river.

Fly low and faint the mountainside, and scatter rocks at an oblique foot. Beads are attached to leaves, and waves are reflected in the mirror.

Willow trees increase the density of silk, including blowing and weaving. I miss Tang Bai Juyi's Rain at Night, which is far from home.

I felt something, and it was deeply rooted in my intestines. I can't be far away from home, and I don't look forward to it every day.

I can't solve the problem in depth and don't think about it every night. What's more, I stayed alone in the empty hall this evening.

Autumn is unknown, rain and dust. If you don't learn Buddhism, you can forget your peace of mind.

Idiom: After the rain clears, the weather is fine, and the wind and rain are like mushrooms after rain. I love autumn, because it is crisp in autumn, unlike the wet and rainy spring; Because the autumn wind blows gently, unlike the scorching sun in summer; Because autumn is fruitful, farmers are harvesting wheat in rice fields, and their faces are filled with the joy of harvest, unlike the ice and snow in winter, the biting wind and the terrible snowstorm. In summer, there is more rain and the lake is wider. The blue sky is really like sapphire and the grass is like a green carpet.

Even if the most beautiful is a fiery red cloud, it is red from east to west, just like the sky is on fire. During the Qingming Festival, there are many rains, and spring returns to the earth to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new.

Bloom is warm in spring, everything is revived, the weather is sunny, and full of green is visited in spring. Before and after Tomb-Sweeping Day, we planted melons and beans, planted trees and buried graves to pay homage, never forgetting that our ancestors enjoyed themselves before returning.

6. What poems describe the drizzle? 1, spring rain.

Tang Dynasty: Xu Ning

When I was in bloom, I could see the continuous rain, clouds entering people's houses and destroying dikes.

Yesterday, the spring breeze was on the road, and poor Jin Hong threw mud in vain.

Translation:

It should have been a sunny spring, but it rained for several days. Dark clouds covered the earth, and heavy rains washed away the dam for several days. I set off on the road yesterday when I felt the weather was fine, and I didn't want the heavy rain to block the road ahead.

2. Nian Yu

Tang Dynasty: Li Shimin

Clouds float far away, and rain overflows the river. Fly low and faint the mountainside, and scatter rocks at an oblique foot.

Beads are attached to leaves, and waves are reflected in the mirror. Willow trees increase the density of silk, including blowing and weaving.

Translation:

The mountains in the distance were covered with a dark cloud, and the rain poured down and the river rose. Dark clouds fly low to make the mountainside dark, and the wind and rain spread obliquely on the winding mountain road. Strings of raindrops drop like pearls and knot on leaves like pearls; The heavy rain rippled on the mirror-like lake.

Wicker lost in the rain (or lost in the rain), the continuous heavy rain is like a curtain, and the wind and rain weave a curtain in the air.

3, "Xianyang Value Rain"

Tang dynasty: Wen

It's raining heavily in xian yangqiao, and fishing boats are separated by ten thousand points.

Just like the spring water in Dongting, Xiaoyun enters Yueyang Day.

Translation:

It's raining on Yang Bridge in Xi 'an, and the drizzle is swaying with the wind, just like a crystal curtain hanging in the air; The moored fishing boats are blocked by this continuous crystal curtain, which is picturesque. The fog in front of us looks like the fog on Dongting Lake in early spring. And the heavy twilight, as if with water vapor, slowly drifted over Yueyang City. It's really beautiful.

4. Young Beauty Listening to the Rain

Song Dynasty: Jie Jiang

Teenagers listen to the rain and sing upstairs. The red candle is weak. Listening to the rain on the boat in the prime of life. The river is wide and the clouds are low, and the broken geese are called the west wind.

Now listen to the rain monk Lu. The temple is full of stars. Sorrow and joy are always ruthless. Before the next step, drop by drop until dawn.

Translation:

When I was young, I listened to the rain on the rostrum, lit red candles, and in the dim light, there were lights in my account. Middle-aged people, on a boat in a foreign country, are watching the drizzle, the vast river, the water and the sky, the west wind, and a lonely goose that has lost its flock moans.

Now, people are old, with white hair on their temples, and they are alone at the monk's house, listening to the drizzle. The experience of life's joys and sorrows is ruthless, so let the rain drop by drop on the steps until dawn.

5. Meiyu

Tang Dynasty: Liu Zongyuan

Myrica rubra fruit set is rainy, the sky is vast and boundless, and the time is only late spring. I am so worried that I can't sleep at night. Monkeys cry at night, and good dreams easily wake chickens.

Rain and fog spread from a corner of the sea to the end of the Antarctic, and Jiang Tao flooded the ferry from the north with a bang. White clothes are dyed by plum rains in the south of the Yangtze River, but not by the dust in Beijing.

Translation:

Myrica rubra bears fruit in rainy days, and the world is vast, just in late spring. You can't cry at night than Chu apes, and Meng Yi can't help waiting for the morning. Rain and fog came from a corner of the sea to the end of the South Pole, and Jiang Tao violently flooded the ferry going north. The white clothes were stained by the plum rain in the south of the Yangtze River, but not by the dust in Beijing.

7. Who has a beautiful poem about rain? I often walk in the rain and look for it. It often haunts my mind like an elegant poem. There is no one in the rain, but there is no trace on his face, which is even more lonely. Whenever the rain comes, it always brings back my memories ... a misty rain will make my life. Don't listen to the sound of beating leaves in the forest. Why not sing and walk?

Bamboo poles and sandals are more dexterous than riding horses. What's to be afraid of? A raincoat and hemp fiber, despite the wind and rain, still live my life. The coolness of spring breeze awakens my wine, and the cold begins to be cold, and the peak of the sun is the sun, but it is satisfied in time.

Looking back at the place where I met the wind and rain, going back, for me, there is no wind and rain, but it is still sunny. 1. Dongpo is proud that there is no natural barrier in the world, and Dajiangdong will not return it.

Poetic relaxed in Jiangbei, picturesque in Jiangnan. The atmosphere is generous and benevolent.

In the dream, they often meet each other and wake up hundreds of years later. The first song: Nian Nujiao's "Red Cliff Nostalgia" does not return to the river, and the waves are exhausted. To the west of the old base, humanity is the Red Cliff in Zhou Lang.

The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow. The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once.

In the past, Xiao Qiao got married for the first time. Feather fan nylon scarf, laughing and laughing, strong ashes.

I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely. The world is like a dream, a statue is still on the moon.

The second song: On Jiangchengzi Lake, Zhang Xian and I got here. I heard it was raining on Phoenix Mountain, Chu Qing. The water is clear and the setting sun is bright.

A lotus flower (3) passes by Shang Yingying. Where do the double herons fly? If you are interested, please visit Muping Pavilion.

Suddenly I heard a sadness and joy on the river. Bitter and affectionate, who will listen? Smoke gathered on the cloud, and it was Xiangling 6 according to the agreement.

At the end of the song, I want to see it, and the peaks are green. The third song: Shuidiao Song (When is the bright moon) Mid-Autumn Festival (1), I am drunk, drunk. I wrote this article, and I am pregnant.

When did the moon begin to appear? Ask about Sky Wine. I wonder what year it is today.

I want to ride home in the wind, but I'm afraid I'm too cold. Dance to find the shadow, it seems to be on the earth.

Turn to Zhuge, low yee (8), for sleepless. There should be no hate, but things are long and round.

People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full of ups and downs. This is an old problem. I wish people a long time, thousands of miles away.

Lonely boudoir, one inch sad and tender. Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain.

Leaning over, just not in the mood. Where people are, even the sky and grass are everywhere, and the way home is broken.

Song? Li Qingzhao's "Dianjiang Lips" last night, the rain suddenly blew, and there was no need for residual wine for a deep sleep. Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there.

Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? Should be green, fat, red and thin-Song? Li Qingzhao's Dream is a lonely boudoir full of sadness.

Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain. Leaning over, just not in the mood.

Where people are, even the sky and grass are everywhere, and the way home is broken. Song? Li Qingzhao's "Dianjiang Lips" last night, the rain suddenly blew, and there was no need for residual wine for a deep sleep.

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 green, fat, red and thin.

Song? Li Qingzhao's dream +0. But now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded. Meng Haoran's Spring Dawn II. The empty mountain after the rain stands in the autumn evening.

(Wang Wei's Mid-Autumn Insect in the Mountain) 3. Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. (Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night) 4. There is no rain on the mountain road and the air is green and wet.

(Wang Wei's "In the Mountains") 5. Green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle. (Zhang "Fishing Songs") 6. Lying at night listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse glacier is a dream.

(Lu You's The Storm of November 4th) 7. A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way. (Du Mu's Qingming) 8. On a cold rainy night, Lianjiang people, Wu, sent the guests alone.

(Wang Changling's Parting Xin Jian at Furong Inn) 9. Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow. (Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er An Xi" Xi》) 10/0. The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy.

(Su Shi's Rain after Drinking on the Lake).

8. There is a poem about rain, Sauvignon Blanc.

Sauvignon Blanc, Sauvignon Blanc;

The endless rain in Mao Mao is like weaving,

I remember when I left.

Tears filled my clothes,

Life is like duckweed,

The news is ethereal and heartless.

Sitting alone by the window, listening to the wind and rain,

The rain beat the banana and sobbed,

Please welcome an old friend from afar.

Is it safe to break into another country alone,

Don't forget to think of friends far away.

Seven methods are untitled (rain hits banana leaves with sorrow) rain hits banana leaves with sorrow, and people feel ashamed with new moons. The fragrance of the orchid is short, and the dream stays in the fog. Traveling lonely, sailing in Wan Li, I am immersed in troubled times. I used to protect flowers and cherish spring, and I was obsessed with water.

9. What are the poems about rainy days in Notes for Northern Friends on a Rainy Night (Acacia)?

Li shangyin

When you ask about the return date, it rains at night in the autumn pool.

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

Lianhuan Xie

Zhou Bangyan

Resentment without trust. The lover is cut off, and the news is far away. Faithful and skillful, Jie Lianhuan is like wind and rain, and the fog is light and the clouds are light. Swallow house is empty, dark dust lock, string rope bed. Want to move roots and change leaves, all in the old days, hand-planted red medicine.

Du Ruo was born in Tingzhou. The boat bends along the coast, and people are on the horizon. Memories, listening to books and gossiping that day, will always be burned. Shui Yi Spring Festival, hope to send me, Jiangnan plum calyx. Fight for this life, drink for flowers and cry for Iraq.

Evil in Yuefu

Evil! I want to know you and live a long life. There is no mausoleum in the mountains, the river is exhausted, there is Lei Zhen in winter, and there is rain and snow in summer. Only when heaven and earth become one can we break with you.