Poems describing bad weather and people's bad mood

Poetry about bad weather 1. What poems describe "bad weather"?

1. At the beginning of the cloud, the sun sets and the rain comes. -"East Building of Xianyang City" Xu Hun in Tang Dynasty

Commentary: Clouds are blooming, the sun is setting outside the temple pavilion, and the wind blows all over the Xianyang Tower before the rain.

2. Free flying flowers are as light as dreams, and endless silk rain is as fine as sorrow. -"Huanxisha Momo Cold Light on the Small Building" Qin Guan in Song Dynasty

Interpretation: Outside the window, flowers are dancing freely and lightly, just like a dream. Rain is falling and drifting aimlessly, just like sadness is flying.

3. Sleeping at night listening to the wind and rain, iron horse glacier dream. -"Two Storms on November 4th" Lu You in Song Dynasty

Commentary: That night is almost over. I was lying in bed and heard the wind and rain. I dreamt in a daze that I was riding a horse in armor and crossing the frozen river to the northern battlefield.

The desert sand is like snow, and the Yanshan moon is like a hook. -"Twenty-three horse poems, the fifth poem" Li He in Tang Dynasty

Interpretation: Wan Li in Pingsha is like a layer of white frost and snow in the moonlight. On the continuous Yanshan Mountains, a bright moon is in the sky, like a hook.

5. the world is thin and human, and it is easy to rain and send flowers at dusk. -"Hairpin Phoenix, the world is thin" Tang Wan in the Song Dynasty

Interpretation: The world is cold, it rains in the evening, and peach blossoms are knocked down. In this bleak scene, people's hearts can't help but be sad.

6. Spring tides bring rain late and rush, and there is no boat crossing in the wild. -"Looking at Xixi Chuzhou" Tang Dynasty: Wei Wuying

Interpretation: The spring tide is rising and the drizzle is dense. There is no one at the wilderness ferry, only a small boat leisurely crosses the water.

7. A lonely stranger walked through the pale snow in the jagged night mountain. -"In addition to the night" Cui Tu of the Tang Dynasty

Interpretation: All around the mountain, the snow reflected the cold night, and before sitting in the candlelight night, I was a foreigner.

8. Even if it rains, I don't know if spring will go. I feel that it will clear up before summer is deep. -"Xi Qing" Fan Chengda in the Song Dynasty

Interpretation: It has been raining, and when it clears up, I don't even know that spring has passed, and summer is very late.

9. It's freezing and rainy, and it's already night in Wu, and it's calm to see the guests off. -Wang Changling's "Furong Inn and Newly Built Bie" in Tang Dynasty.

Interpretation: I came to Wudi in the night when the cold rain spilled all over the river, and sent my friends away at dawn, leaving only Chushan alone.

10. The rain is falling, the grass is falling, and the birds of the Six Dynasties are singing. -"Taicheng" Wei Zhuang in Tang Dynasty

Interpretation: The river is misty and rainy, and the river is covered with green grass. The successive decline of the Six Dynasties is like a dream of Conan. Jiang Niao mournful cry, sad voice.

2. Poems describing bad weather

1, outside the window, the sky is gray, the cold wind is sandwiched with small snowflakes, and my heart is as gloomy as the weather outside. I walked around, looking bored, and I really couldn't write any more.

The next day, the weather was gloomy and there was a light rain in the air. This gloomy atmosphere worries my heart for no reason.

I first came into contact with the sea when I went to Victoria City. It was cloudy that morning, the sky was white and it was raining. Probably due to the weather, the sea is dark green, and white waves flock to the dock in rows.

One day in winter, it was gloomy and very cold. The north wind rustled and it was freezing. I stood motionless on grandma's outdoor balcony in the cold wind, just to see the snow that happened to fall.

5. In winter, the weather is gloomy, and the sky is thick, low and gray-yellow. The northeast wind roared and ran wildly in the wilderness. It seems to hold a sharp sword and can pierce a tight leather coat. The sun seems to be afraid of the cold, sliding from east to west and passing by. Without the sun, the ancient tree seems to have lost its soul and is no longer as angry as before.

In my memory, in winter, the weather was gloomy and the sky was covered with thick dark yellow clouds. Willow leaves off the residual leaves left in the body, leaving gray and dry branches, like a raging whip, dancing around under the command of the wind.

7. In the cold wind, I found winter. The winter wind roared like a ghost crying wolf, and the branches were "squeaked" by the winter wind. The branches blown by the wind on the roadside became bare arms; The yellow sand blown on the road was rolled into a piece. Outside the window, the wind played a symphony and danced with leaves and snowflakes.

8. In the afternoon, it was cloudy. After a while, it was cloudy and it rained cats and dogs.

9. I like this weather. On a cloudy day, the dark clouds are white without a crack, and the whole sky is dark blue. So when I look up at the sky, I will look for a long time. Looking around, the sky seems to be very close to me, and reaching out seems to touch the coolness of the clouds.

10, the weather is gloomy and I feel depressed. A person walking on a small green lawn, looking at the dark sky, seems to have a heavy stone in his heart. Alas, it's another sad day and the weather is not good. How can I feel good?

1 1, the weather is gloomy, and the sky is thick, low and gray-yellow turbid clouds. The northeast wind roared and ran wildly in the wilderness. It seems to hold a sword and can pierce a tight leather coat, not to mention the exposed face, which has been scratched again and again, and the pain is unbearable.

12. Although the weather is still cloudy, I feel much better, and I have never felt so happy. Maybe I learned something, and I saw the fallen leaves again. Now, they are yellow and incomplete. I think they are more beautiful than the lush in the past.

13, holding the book I just bought, the weather is gloomy, and the biting cold wind blows from time to time. I hung my head and trotted. It rained not far away. There is a shelter by the roadside. I stand there, curled up and staring at the cold and wet street. I don't know who to complain to about why it doesn't snow.

14, the weather is gloomy today, and the sky is thick, low, gray-yellow turbid clouds. The cold wind fluttered in the air like a sword, making a sharp cry.

15. At this time, the rain is denser and there is a layer of fog on the sea. The sea is like two pieces of gauze, very mysterious.

16, walking in the street, the weather is gloomy, the biting cold wind is blowing, and it is chilling not to fight. The tourists all shook their necks and hurried home. Suddenly, my neck was cold and I looked up. The white sky seems to have been enchanted by the magician. It's snowing heavily, and the snowflakes fall down and go straight to your neck.

3. What poems describe "bad weather"?

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.

-Interpretation of "East Building of Xianyang City" by Xu Hun in Tang Dynasty: Clouds are blooming with red clouds, the sun is setting outside the temple pavilion, and the wind has passed the Xianyang Building before the rain. Outside the window, the flowers are dancing freely, just like in a dream, the rain is falling and drifting aimlessly, like melancholy.

-Interpretation of Qin Guan in Song Dynasty: Outside the window, flowers dance freely and gently, just like a dream, rain is falling, drifting aimlessly, just like sadness flying. 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.

-"Two Storms on November 4th" Interpretation of Lu You in Song Dynasty: As the night drew to a close, I was lying in bed, hearing the sound of the storm, and dreamt vaguely that I was riding an armored horse, crossing the frozen river and going to the northern battlefield. The desert sand is like snow, and the Yanshan moon is like a hook.

-"Twenty-three Horses Poems Part V" Interpretation by Li He in Tang Dynasty: Wan Li in Pingsha, the moonlight is like a layer of white frost and snow. On the continuous Yanshan Mountains, a bright moon is in the sky, like a hook.

The world is thin, human feelings are evil, and it is easy to fall when the rain is sent late. -Interpretation of "Chai Toufeng, the world is thin" by Tang Wan in the Song Dynasty: the things are cold, the rain is late, and the peach blossoms are broken. In this bleak scene, people's hearts can't help but be sad.

The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing. -"Xixi on Chuzhou" Tang Dynasty: Wei Interpretation: The spring tide is rising and the drizzle is dense.

There is no one at the wilderness ferry, only a small boat leisurely crosses the water. On all sides of the mountains, the snow reflected the cold night, sitting in the candlelight night, I am a stranger here.

-"In addition to the Night" Interpretation of Cui Tu in the Tang Dynasty: Under the mountain on all sides, the residual snow reflects the cold night and sits in the candlelight night. I am a foreigner. I don't even know if the rain will go in spring, but it will get deeper when it clears up in summer.

-"Xi Qing" Interpretation of Fan Chengda in the Song Dynasty: It kept raining, and when it cleared up, I didn't even know that spring had passed, and it was very late in summer. Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan!

-"Two Partings with Xin Qiji in Furong Inn" Interpretation by Wang Changling in Tang Dynasty: I came to Wudi in the night when the cold rain poured down the river, and sent my friends away at dawn, leaving only the lonely shadow of Chushan. The rain is falling, the grass is falling, and the birds of the Six Dynasties are singing.

-"Taicheng" Interpretation by Wei Zhuang in Tang Dynasty: The river is misty and rainy, and the riverside is covered with green grass. The successive decline of the Six Dynasties is like a dream of Conan.

Jiang Niao mournful cry, sad voice.

4. Poems describing bad weather

1. Near midnight, the weather is extremely cold. In the pale moonlight, the sand dunes look like a silver tomb, and there is no movement.

The wind is attacking the earth, and sand and stones are flying on the ground, which is the scariest weather I have ever seen. The oppressive snow is like a hungry wolf wandering in the wasteland, biting my flesh and blood.

He shivered in the cold north wind, and his hands and feet were stiff with cold. The sun is annoying and I can't wait to enjoy the cool under the tree.

The weather is cold enough to turn the lake into thick ice. The freshly boiled water froze as soon as it landed. 7. The weather is sultry, there is no wind, and the thick air seems to be frozen.

8. The weather is unbearably hot, and it is Fahrenheit 125 degrees in the shadow of cactus. 9. The weather is so hot that it seems that a spark will cause an explosion.

The scorching sun is like fire, and the earth is like a steamer, which makes people breathless. Walking on the road, the oncoming wind hit like a heat wave.

Early in the morning, cicadas cried loudly to tell people that another hot day had begun. It's very hot in summer, and the birds don't know where to hide; Plants and trees hang their heads; The puppy was so hot that it stuck out its tongue and kept panting.

Cicada kept making annoying calls on the branches, as if cheering for the scorching sun. 10. The inevitable heat in summer is really a headache, whether walking on the road under the scorching sun or in the shadow of a tree house; Whether in the morning or at night, the heat of that summer is always with you, haunting you, which is really annoying.

1 1. Cicada cries tirelessly, which brings a kind of summer irritability. Without a breath of wind, the earth is like a steamer. 12. The sun is scorching the earth, and cicadas are singing not far away.

13. A rainstorm is coming. It's really a terrible era, with lightning and thunder, and the sky is dark, as if the world were ending. 14. It is raining all over the sky. It doesn't seem full to the world. The dusty cage shines in the sky, making people unable to breathe.

15. In winter, the whole world becomes a big refrigerator, the mountains are shivering with cold, the rivers are stiff with cold, and the air seems to have solidified. 16. The sun in winter seems to be afraid of getting cold. Wear thick clothes, and the heat will not come out.

The biting cold wind blew E79FA5E98193E58685E5EB9313361326235 on the face like a knife. 17. The cold wind pierces the soul like a needle. In this weather, pedestrians on the roadside have disappeared, and birds and animals have disappeared without a trace.

5. Poems describing bad weather

1. Near midnight, the weather is extremely cold. In the pale moonlight, the sand dunes look like a silver tomb, and there is no movement.

The wind is attacking the earth, and sand and stones are flying on the ground, which is the scariest weather I have ever seen.

The oppressive snow is like a hungry wolf wandering in the wasteland, biting my flesh and blood.

He shivered in the cold north wind, and his hands and feet were stiff with cold.

The sun is annoying and I can't wait to enjoy the cool under the tree.

The weather is cold enough to turn the lake into thick ice. The freshly boiled water froze as soon as it landed.

7. The weather is sultry, there is no wind, and the thick air seems to be frozen.

8. The weather is unbearably hot, and it is Fahrenheit 125 degrees in the shadow of cactus.

9. The weather is so hot that it seems that a spark will cause an explosion. The scorching sun is like fire, and the earth is like a steamer, which makes people breathless. Walking on the road, the oncoming wind hit like a heat wave. Early in the morning, cicadas cried loudly to tell people that another hot day had begun. It's very hot in summer, and the birds don't know where to hide; Plants and trees hang their heads; The puppy was so hot that it stuck out its tongue and kept panting. Cicada kept making annoying calls on the branches, as if cheering for the scorching sun.

10. The inevitable heat in summer is really a headache, whether walking on the road under the scorching sun or in the shadow of a tree house; Whether in the morning or at night, the heat of that summer is always with you, haunting you, which is really annoying.

1 1. Cicada cries tirelessly, which brings a kind of summer irritability. Without a breath of wind, the earth is like a steamer.

12. The sun is scorching the earth, and cicadas are singing not far away.

13. A rainstorm is coming. It's really a terrible era, with lightning and thunder, and the sky is dark, as if the world were ending.

14. It is raining all over the sky. It doesn't seem full to the world. The dusty cage shines in the sky, making people unable to breathe.

15. In winter, the whole world becomes a big refrigerator, the mountains are shivering with cold, the rivers are stiff with cold, and the air seems to have solidified.

16. The sun in winter seems to be afraid of getting cold. Wear thick clothes, and the heat will not come out. The biting cold wind blows on my face, which hurts like a knife.

17. The cold wind pierces the soul like a needle. In this weather, pedestrians on the roadside have disappeared, and birds and animals have disappeared without a trace.

6. Weather Poems in Ancient Poetry

Bai Juyi's "Farewell to Ancient Grass", rambling grass overflows the plain and comes and goes with each season.

Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it. Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey.

I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection. Bai Juyi's "A Visit to Dalin Temple in Lushan Mountain" has a beautiful spring in April, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in early bloom.

I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here. One of Du Fu's "Two Poems about Heart and Water Threshold" went to Guo Xuankai, and there was no credit that could not be ignored in the village.

Clear water, almost drowning both sides; Green trees and flowers in full bloom in the evening. It was drizzling, and the fish jumped out of the water happily; The breeze is blowing gently, and the swallows slant across the sky.

The city is crowded with thousands of people; There are only two Three Lamps District here, and it's free. One of Du Fu's "Three Screens" used stupidity to save my way and live in seclusion close to things.

Sang Ma is full of rain and dew, and the birds are half-shaped. The drums in the village are always rushing, and the fishing boats are very light.

Bones and quinoa come from bald heads and are happy. Jia Zhi's "Baling Night Farewell to the Bastard" Liu left Luoyang, and plum blossoms rushed to Sanxiang.

The vicissitudes of life, ups and downs, such as clouds, are fleeting clouds; However, parting parting, like a long river, is drizzling. How "Song Liu" Jasper decorated the tree with thousands of strands of green silk hanging down.

I don't know who to cut it for, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. Ouyang Xiu's "Birds Singing" is a poor mountain waiting for the sun to shine, and everything seems to be competing with the seasons.

Tomorrow, the flowers will be deep and the leaves will be dark, and birds will sing when the sun is warm. One of Su Shi's "Night Scene of Hui Chong Riverside" is the skill of peach blossom outside the bamboo, and the prophet of warming ducks along the riverside.

The beach is covered with wormwood, asparagus is beginning to sprout, and puffer fish are preparing to swim upstream from the sea back to the river. Zhao Shixiu's "Guests" In the Huangmei season, it rained at home, and frogs were 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. Yuan Mei's Peach Tree returned to stormy weather in February, and the peach blossom felt fleeting.

There are still three thousand trees in the residual red, which is not as good as a blooming flower. Hexadecimal sequence 12 group 1. How much wind and rain? The new year has come, and only good names are passed down.

Lotus, how much love does the world shed? No one can compete in the sun. Lian, who do you send lovesickness for all your life? Thinking of you, I still lean against the fence at midnight.

Lotus, for whom will it last forever? Just me, waiting for you for ten thousand years. The wind is dancing in the sky with long sleeves.

How many years, blow two sleeves clear. The wind, blowing will warm your dreams.

Thousands of miles, the wind that has come and gone without a trace has blown youth into a Chinese Pulsatilla.

It is not surprising that people are old and humiliated. The wind blows down the stars in the sky for me.

Spring rain, landing silently. Shuang Shuang, the cold brought this small village, and overnight, the world changed its face.

Frost worries people about my hometown. Tell me: the years have changed.

First frost, know that I am studying hard at the cold window. Freezing: moonlight in front of the window.

First frost, advise me not to be sad from now on. When I am sad, Iraqis are far away.

Rain, rain, the voice tells me my heart. The song is not finished, dancing gently with the wind.

Rain, sadness like blue silk, hatred like wisps. Comfort me: gentle as parents.

Rain, do you know that I am looking forward to suffering? Rain, the world cheers? Rain, bit by bit like a blessing. For the world, it breeds rice and grain.

5. Snow, snow, like to meet every year. Ask softly: Have you ever thought of me? Snow often turns the world into heaven.

In the kingdom of heaven: who is not transcendent? Snow, how many grievances have been forgotten? Lead a clean life as jade, purify the mind and spirit. Snow White, who can say a thousand words? Under the snow-capped mountains, blood and fire are rushing.

6. Yun Yun, who will you give send warm to every day? This feeling makes people cherish their lips. Yun, who knocks on the boudoir door every night? When the door opened, there was no green Luo's skirt inside.

Yun, who is your dream neighbor? When I woke up, there were stars with me. Clouds turn into autumn rain, which makes people sad. After the autumn rain, they were sad and wanted to break their souls.

7. The countryside is like spring all the year round, and birds and flowers are floating all over the village. Listen carefully. Every sentence has a local accent.

Xia, a painting in front of and behind the village. After lunch, enjoy the cool under the big tree.

In autumn, there are friends from five continents. On the east coast, meet to see seagulls.

In winter, festivals are already in the process of celebration. In the street, firecrackers are ringing.

8. Ten Wild Goose Songs (Ten Poems) Wild Goose, have you ever dreamed of your companions? At midnight, I heard you sigh. Goose, sounds like the call of the heart.

At first glance, it's for you. The once magnificent geese are gone.

Don't miss the place where people live. Goose, why did you take my thoughts away? What remains: a million tender feelings.

Goose, I was at the inn again today. Looking for hometown, pedestrians stop to watch.

The geese brought new wishes to the poet. Fly freely, the poet hopes.

Goose, the wings are still in line. The cold wind is urgent, and the lineup is never chaotic.

Wild geese are the most romantic because of their noble nature. Among the white clouds, Chang 'e was praised.

Goose, flying for thousands of years, is tireless. Drive away all difficulties and hardships for the common people.

Goose, Wan Li is in the sky. With you, the world is more brilliant.

9. How many people know poetry and songs? When I have fun, I will show my talent. Words, such as infatuation.

When you read it carefully, every sentence is amazing. Song, fly to Liuhuabo with the wind.

When I met a bosom friend, I had many bosom friends from then on. Rich, the Oriental Dragon dances wildly.

Shake off the wind and rain when dancing. 10. Sun, moon and stars, your world is the most beautiful.

Because of you, I have read everything through the ages. Moon, pass my window tonight.

Silence increases loneliness. Stars, for whom shine in the night sky? Know when to enter my dream? Chen Qianli and Wan Li pursued hard.

Sigh the Milky Way, break lovers. 1 1. Four Treasures of the Study pen, how many beacon lights are turned on? In an instant, the war is thousands of miles away.

Ink, into my pen into five mountains. The five mountains are high, and the geese can't fly.

Paper, the only thing in my dream, life is like a blink of an eye. Inkstone, years wear away into homesickness.

How many people read Qin and Han Dynasties under the lamp? 12. The water town is like a river, heading for the distance. Like blood, connected with hometown.

River, white swan flying from the source. Ask me, who did you write Three Farewells for? Lakes and stone walls are over 1000 feet high.

Severity and rain, showing my grand plan? The sea has roared for tens of thousands of years. I still cheer for you in my sleep.