Rain Poems in South China

1. Poems describing misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River are given to Han Chuo, the governor of Yangzhou. There is water in Dumu Castle Peak, and the grass in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered in autumn.

The bright moonlight on the 24 th Bridge is a clear night. Where do you teach blowjobs? Recalling that Bai Juyi in Jiangnan is good in Jiangnan, the scenery once seemed familiar. When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass.

How can we make people not miss Jiangnan? Dai Wangshu was holding an oil-paper umbrella in the rain lane, wandering alone in the long and lonely rain lane. I hope to meet a girl as sad as lilac. She is lilac-like color, lilac-like fragrance, lilac-like sadness, sadness in the rain, sadness and hesitation; She wanders in this lonely rain lane, holding an oil-paper umbrella, silently sad like me, and sad and disappointed like me.

She silently approached, approached and took a breath. She floated like a dream, dreamlike, sad and confused. Like a lilac field in a dream, this girl floats by me; She walked away silently, far away, towards the crumbling fence and through the rainy lane.

In the elegy of rain, her color faded, her fragrance dispersed, and even her sighing eyes were lilac-like melancholy. Holding an oil-paper umbrella, I wandered alone in a long, lonely rain lane, hoping to float past a girl with a lilac knot.

Jiangnan Han is famous for picking lotus leaves in Jiangnan. Fish hits the lotus leaf, fish hits the lotus leaf east, fish hits the lotus leaf west, fish hits the lotus leaf south and fish hits the lotus leaf north.

"Wei Zhuang Bodhisattva" everyone says that Jiangnan is good, and wanderers only join the old in Jiangnan. Spring water is brighter than the sky. Draw a boat and listen to the rain.

The women selling wine in Jiangnan restaurant are all very beautiful, and their arms exposed when selling wine are as white as snow. Don't go home when the light is not fading. It must be extremely sad to go home.

Jiangnan Qu Liu Yun Zhou Ting picks white apples, and the sunset is Jiangnan Spring. Dongting has returned home, and Xiaoxiang has met an old friend.

Why don't old friends return? Spring flowers are too late to recover. You don't know anything new, but you teach by example.

In the early spring of Nanhu Lake, Bai Juyi returned to the clouds in the wind, and the rain stopped Chu Qing. The lake was warm and the light was seen again. 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.

Chen Ke, who visited Kinmen, was full of sadness. Cut off the north and south of the Yangtze River.

Smoke trees are separated by many fragrant letters. A few feet from Xiaoloushan.

Fine grass, solitary clouds, setting sun. Always create sunny days.

Falling flowers outside the curtain can't fly. The east wind is weak.

Bodhisattva Man's Feng Yansi attaches great importance to the golden lock of the tiger and the screen window with the bright moon. Candles and tears fade, and Mei Sheng is cold.

Treasure chai and emerald phoenix, a thousand miles of incense screen dreams. Sex rain is desolate, and spring grass grows in Jiangnan.

The case of sapphire Li Yu's Vatican Palace is shrouded in clouds, and the road is getting white and covered with moss. Broken wintersweet □ early dew.

Yin Tao is vast, Yushan Wan Li is covered with trees in the south of the Yangtze River. Crows crow, the sky will be dusk, and the sea and moon will reflect smoke.

It's always the poet's fault to make a fool of himself by dancing with a lonely crane.

2. Poems describing misty rain, spring is gone! Thanks to the people of Los Angeles. Weak willows doubt the wind, and shrubs are like towels. Sitting alone also contains a sigh. Tang Liu Yuxi.

Spring is not old, the wind is fine and the willows are oblique. Try to see it from a separate platform. A flower city is half-filled with spring water, and thousands of miles of smoke and rain are dark. stone

Jiangnan is good, and the scenery used to be familiar: at sunrise, the river is redder than fire, and in spring, the river is as green as blue. Can you forget Jiangnan? Tang Bai Juyi

Blue embers fall, and red bananas make the screen dark. I dreamed that plums in the south of the Yangtze River were ripe, the night boat played the flute and the rain was rustling, and people talked about the post bridge. Tang Huangfu Song.

The water is Ming Che, and the mountains are empty and rainy. If you want to compare the West Lake to the West Lake, light makeup is always appropriate. Drinking clear water in the lake, after the rain.

Idle dreams are far away, bloom in the south. On the boat, the orchestra is on the river, and the city is flying with catkins and rollers. Kill the flower watcher! The dream is far away, and the south is clear in autumn. Thousands of miles away, the cool color is in the distance, and the boat is moored in the depths of the reed flower. The flute looks at the south of the Yangtze River in Mingyue Building.

The water in the south of the Yangtze River has turned into flat sand. The rain is heavy, the smoke is heavy, the wind is fine, the waves are fine, and cold flowers are spit out. Stars all the way.

3. Poems about rain are bleak and windy, 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! -"Evil" by Erhan 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"

4. I would like to ask the poem "Zhuangzi's Theory of Everything" to describe the beauty of the South China: "Mao and Li Ji, the beauty of people is also deep, fish see it, birds see it, soar it, elk see it, and suddenly. Who knows the true face of the world? "

In the Tang Dynasty, Song Wenzhi sang Xi's poem "Huan Sha Pian": "Birds are surprised by pineapples, and fish are afraid of lotus flowers."

Looking back and smiling, it is fascinating, and the powder and paint of the Sixth Palace have faded into nothingness.

Explain that it is infinitely hateful, and Shen Xiangting is north.

Excuse me, who looks like Han Palace? The poor swallow leans against her new makeup.

Who is cuter than her? However, she lives alone in an empty valley.

Handsome eyebrows and eyes, looking forward to flying, the essence of literary color, seeing it and forgetting the customs.

Just like the spring rain falls on pear blossoms.

If the face is a silver plate, the eyes are like water apricots, the lips are not red, and the eyebrows are not painted green.

The beauty of beauty and red peony complement each other, and beauty and long flowers are king.

In the south, there is a beautiful woman whose face is as fragrant as Rong Ruo peach blossom and as beautiful as plum blossom.

Soft hands, frozen skin, collar like a salamander, teeth like a rhinoceros, a cicada's head is a moth eyebrow, and he looks awkward when he smiles.

There is a beautiful banshee, Pei Xianghui Shui Mei. Shui Mae Fang, who will send it?

The moonlight is bright and the heart is sultry.

The poem about rain is 1. But now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded.

(Meng Haoran: Xiao Chun) 2. The empty mountain after the rain stands in the autumn evening. (Wang Wei: "Autumn in the Mountain") 3. Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.

(Du Fu: Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night) 4. There is no rain on the mountain road, and the air is green and wet. There is no need to go back to green, green and rain. (Zhang: (Fisherman Gezi)) 6. Lying at night listening to the wind and rain, iron horse glacier dream.

(Lu You: Storm on 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: (Qingming)) 8. On a cold rainy night, Lianjiang people, Wu, sent the guests alone.

(Wang Changling: (Breaking up with Xin Jian at Furong Inn)) 9. The acropolis bathed in rain and light dust, and the guest house was green and willow-colored. (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: Drinking Spring Rain after Chu Qing on the Lake) 1, Sheng: Tears in the bamboo, misty rain in Xiangjiang River, I don't know spring 2, One: Spring comes to the south like embroidery, and the rain in the West Lake is 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.

Dai Wangshu's Rain Lane.

6. Poems about Rain Turn over the poems of Tang and Song Dynasties, and the sound of rain can be heard everywhere. There is much sorrow in the rain, so there is much poetry in the rain. Take Du Fu and Li Shangyin as examples: the image of "rain" appeared 246 times in Du Fu's poems, 6 times more than that of "eye" 36 times; The image of "rain" in Li Shangyin's poems appeared 73 times, while "eye" only appeared 10 times. [1] As a gentle and flowing object, rain often appears in poets' works and becomes an effective carrier for poets to express their personal feelings. Rain in China literature has changed from a natural phenomenon without any subjective feelings to a traditional lyrical image, which embodies the author's unique feelings, experiences, emotions and mentality, and has rich life significance and aesthetic value. Next, we will talk about the construction type of "rain" image and its life significance from four aspects.

A, happy rainy night-faint rainy night, I don't know spring grass.

Happy rain is often associated with nourishing everything and stimulating vitality. Wei's poem "Dwelling House": "I wonder if spring grass will last long after a rainy night" is a beautiful sentence that people appreciate. "Light rain" is an accurate description of the drizzle in early spring. Spring grass grows under the nourishment of light rain. There is a vibrant spring atmosphere here, and there is also a poet's love for the faint spring rain at night. The poet's seclusion and happy mood can be seen.

Su Shi's "Huanxi Sand" said: "Soft grass makes the sand fresh after the rain, while light sand makes the road clean." After a soaking rain, vilen is green, and the scenery is particularly fresh and lovely. Walking in Cao Fang, Pingsha, is spotless, with only green eyes and inner joy.

There are two sentences in Du Fu's "Two Water Sills" (Part I): "Fish comes out in the drizzle, and swallows incline in the breeze". The poet vividly and delicately describes the dynamics of fish and swallows in the drizzle. The joy of the fish and the lightness of the swallow aroused the poet's happy psychological reaction. Isn't that what makes us feel the poet's love for spring?

Let's look at another song by Han Yu, "Early Spring is a Shiba Inu of the Ministry of Water":

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.

The fine light rain falling on the sky street moistens like crisp, and crisp is cream. It is delicate and symmetrical, smooth and moist, and slowly falls on the streets of the imperial city. Looking at the grass color through the rain, it is hazy, as if there is a very light green, which is the grass color in early spring. Looking at it, people suddenly feel happy, fresh, lively and fragrant, and the joy is beyond words.

Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night is the most popular poem about rain;

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.

Good rain knows what people want. When the earth is in urgent need of rain, rain will come, just in time. In the night when people are sleeping, the rain falls silently and carefully, and unconsciously melts into the earth with tenderness, turning it into the luster and bright color of life, which is beneficial to moistening things silently. Rain is not only a spring rain, but also a good rain. It knows people's wishes and touches people's hearts, so it is pleasant. Although the word "hi" in the title does not appear in the poem, the meaning of "hi" is in the air. ”[2]

Examples of the same kind are: "Two birds come to occupy the bamboo after the rain, and a butterfly looks for flowers in autumn" (Wen Tong's "After the Rain in Northern Zhai"); "No one sees the rain in the west window, and the heart of a banana shows several feet" (the first part of Wang Zao's Two Stories about Things); "The mountains and rivers are white, and the rain is like smoke in the sound of rules" (Weng Juan's "Country April"); "Spring rains add flowers, and spring flowers move mountains" (Qin Guan's Good Things Close). These poems and sentences are clearly written and lovely, giving people pleasure. We can read the brilliance of life and the vitality and hope of life from it.

Second, the bitter rain-Chu Tianzhi is long, hazy and rainy, and Song Yu has no worries.

The past is like smoke, and life is short. "The fortunes are uneven, and life is at stake." When the poet is sad about spring, autumn and parting, he doesn't hate and is lonely and helpless, the rain floats down and becomes a natural image that is most suitable for literati's frustration and sadness, with specific emotional connotation. Such examples are common in Tang and Song poetry, which are listed as follows:

Bai Juyi's Shang Yang White Haired Man: "Worrying about the shadow on the back wall of the lamp, the dark rain rustles against the window." Jiang Baishi's "Red Lips": "Several peaks are bitter, and Shang Lue has yellow rain." Su Shi's "Huanxisha": "The rain is weeping." Li Jing's "Huanxisha": "The bluebird doesn't spread the news outside the cloud, and the lilacs are sad in the rain." He Zhu's Half-dead Child: "Lying in an empty bed and listening to the rain from the south window." Su Zhe's "Two Nights in Xiaoyao Hall" is the second song: "I can't breathe when I am trapped in the north window, and the wind blows pine and bamboo and rains sadly." Xu Hun's "Farewell to Xie Ting": "The sunset is far from waking up, and it is raining all over the sky." Dai Shulun's Suxi Pavilion: "Yan did not return in the Spring Festival Evening, and a misty rain chilled the apricot blossoms." Li Yu's Waves on the Sand: "The rain outside the curtain is gurgling, and the spring scenery is fading." When my cousin Lu Lun came to spend the night, by Sikong Shu: Raindrops brighten the yellow leaves, and lights illuminate my bald head. Wang Changling's Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Inn: "When you enter Wu on a cold rainy night, Chushan will see the guests off." Wen Tingyun's "More Leaks": "The phoenix tree rains in the middle of the night, and it is bitter not to leave love. A leaf, a voice, and empty footsteps fall into the light. "

As can be seen from the above examples, bitter rain is often associated with feelings such as sadness, resentment and sadness. The seasons are mostly spring and autumn, and the time is mainly dusk and night. Spring rain is continuous, and autumn rain is continuous. When countless red flowers have fallen, spring has gone in a hurry, the hate platform howls, yellow leaves fall, the sun sets, the night is quiet, and the rain seems to understand people's feelings, and it also hits people's hearts one by one. The poet had mixed feelings, and tears and sadness poured out together, which was heartbreaking to read.

7. 1 sentence describes the rainy south of the Yangtze River, looking at the south of the Yangtze River and Dai Fugu.

There are unfinished, for the continuation of four songs.

Good lakes and mountains, rich in ancient and modern times. Three rooms in Wu Jie contain thousands of books, and every word is precious. There are bosom friends in the world.

Outside, the lake is close at hand. Wanliu walked happily, and Baihuazhou sang drunk. Live up to your life.

2. Xi 'an, Zhang Song, Liu Jiangnan

Sui dike is far away, and the dangerous road is light. Today, the ancient willow bridge has seen many farewells, and it is sad to see people leave, let alone care for themselves.

After slanting, the new moon rises to the west. When the city goes upstairs, I hope I can walk thousands of miles with you like a moon pavilion.

3. Wang Lijun

Idle dreams are far away, bloom in the south. The strings on the boat are on the river, and the city is light and dusty. Kill the flower watcher!

Idle dreams are far away, and the south is clear in autumn. Thousands of miles away, the cool color is in the distance, and a boat is moored in the depths of the reed flower. The flute is in the Moon Building.

4. Recalling Jiangnan Tang Wen Listening to Jun

Never hate, hate to the ends of the earth. I don't know what the mountains and the moon are thinking, but the water and the wind fall in front of me, swaying Yun Lan and slanting.

After washing, I boarded the river pavilion alone and leaned against the bar to stare at the river. After all, Qian Fan is not here, and the oblique light is full of water, and Bai Pingzhou is heartbroken!

5. Bai Juyi, Tang Hao, Jiangnan

Jiangnan is good and the scenery is old; When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass. How can we make people not miss Jiangnan?

6. Huang Fusong recalled Tang Jiangnan.

Blue embers fall, and the screen is dark red bananas. Dreaming of plum blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River, the night boat playing the flute and the rain rustling, and people talking about the post bridge.

7. Memories of Tang Jiangnan Liu Yuxi

Spring has passed! Thank you, Los Angeles is weak and suspicious of the wind, and the bushes are like towels. Sitting alone is also a sigh.

8. Wang Jiangnan Dongpo

Spring is not old, the wind is fine and the willows are oblique. Try to watch it on a separate platform. Half the city is full of spring water, and the flowers are dark.

9. Shuangdiao Wang Jiangnan Shouqiushui Chen Weng

Qi Mei, the color waiter. Ran Ran, the island of Nine Dynasties in the sky, smiles in front of you. People sing their own songs.

A chrysanthemum under the hedge is drunk. Flowing water asks you for thirty hooves, and autumn wind remembers my poem. Save the evening fragrance.

10, double-tune view of Jiangnan Shouzhang Cui Weng Liu Song Chen Weng

Seven days later, Dong Hui will be in front of reclamation. In February, the remaining years ended at thirteen thousand. This will be a feast.

Sing about snow, except snow. Look at the longevity department falling down again and again, and there is no straight orange millet in front of you. Sing magpie fairy.

1 1, Southern Song Dynasty in Wang Jiang.

Inflammation is eternal, and the first night invades the bed. Lying on the bank of a cluster of lotus leaves, hibiscus is fragrant and cool. The pillow is a fairyland.

12, recalling Tang Jiangnan Wen tingjun.

Never hate, hate to the ends of the earth. I don't know what the mountains and the moon are thinking, but the water and the wind fall in front of me, swaying Yun Lan and slanting.

After washing, I boarded the river pavilion alone and leaned against the bar to stare at the river. After all, Qian Fan is not here, and the oblique light is full of water, and Bai Pingzhou is heartbroken!

13, four songs by Tang Jiangnan Chu Gui

The first song: Qinghe is at the bottom, and the high waves are straight through the air. I am used to living by the lake, and the boat is light and not afraid of the wind.

The second song: pulling leaves by the stream and picking reed seedlings on the shore. In order to cherish Yuanyang, gently animate the radial direction.

Song 3: In the Yangtze River at dusk, invite me to return home. If you are interested in falling flowers, come and go by boat.

The fourth song: Look at the colors of trees on the other side of the river and listen to songs by the moon. If you don't work for a long time, just go this way.

14, Jiangnan Ji Jiangnan Song Zhao Shi Xia.

The sky is full of water, and the water is far from the sky. The sky is high and the clouds are light, the moon is high and the clouds are cold, and the water is full of moonlight. The moon reflects the water in the sky.

People and scenery, people and scenery are difficult to be complete. When the scenery is good, the heart beats fast and the heart is far from the scene. Don't talk to laity.

15, Zhou Bangyan, Southern Song Dynasty, Wang Jiang

Wandering prostitutes scattered around the embankment alone. The grass is full of smoke and water, and the west of the city is cloudy and dark. Nine strangers never touch mud.

Under the peach and plum blossoms, the Spring Festival Gala was unsuccessful. Outside the wall, flowers find their way around, and Liu Yin crosses the warbler. There is sadness everywhere.

8. Poetry about rain 1, Sheng: a thousand tears of bamboo, misty rain in Xiangjiang River does not know spring.

2. Yuan Lu: In spring, the flowers in the south of the Yangtze River are like embroidery, and the rain is like West Lake 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; The storm and the rain are the only way to stand firm.

5. Tang: The painted building flies to Nanpu Cloud, and the bead curtain rolls the rain in the western hills.

6. Anshi, Wang Song: At dusk, wind and rain hit the garden, and residual chrysanthemums fell all over the floor.

7. Randolph: Happy rain is like dew in the morning, 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.

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The meaning of rain

Whenever it rains, my mood changes. Good days are so comforting, but rainy nights are inevitable. Zhang Chaoyun: Rain is a thing. It can shorten the days and lengthen the nights. It is a natural feature of rain, which can make people feel full of vitality and change their minds, so it has a human flavor.

So I remembered the poem about rain. "I used to come here and it was raining, but now I'm gone, Yangliuyiyi." Rain is the monosodium glutamate of parting. Whether in the poetic mood more than two thousand years ago or in our real life today, there is always a feeling of parting with a different flavor, which means that the city is facing rain and the city is light of dust. It is a prelude to parting, and the rain is as thin as sorrow. It is the climax of parting. Rain fell from the sky into my heart, my eyes were wet, and my heart was wet. "It rains outside the curtain, and the spring scenery fades" is another meaning. The melancholy of hometown is particularly deep in rainy days, and the night is long and the lights are dim. March is a lonely and cold cage, and it is "a drizzle dreams of returning to the chicken far away" and "this endless sorrow is endless". The word Li can only be understood on a lonely rainy night.

In fact, rain is not monotonous. Su Dongpo is fond of rain, and Du Zimei was fond of rain. After a long drought, rain comes, which is listed as the four great pleasures of life together with wedding candles. I have seen that after a long drought, the weather is beautiful, farmers are running around, shouting and bathing in expensive rain, and they are very carefree.

Rain also has a unique taste. "It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond." Before midnight, he knocked a chess piece and dropped it on the snuff. I thought it was an interesting life for Song people. It is exciting to know whether they are always so cute and treat their friends on rainy nights. Although they didn't get what they wanted, there is no need to be sad. Warm a pot of wine, make a cup of tea and enjoy this quiet rainy night alone. This is also a great pleasure in life.

Then I remembered Dai Wangshu's Rain Lane, and put my feelings in the rain. The more I look at the truth of my feelings, the more I look at the charm of the scenery. I once wandered alone in a long rainy lane, but I didn't meet a girl like Lilac. However, such an idea will be somewhat emotional.

The spring rain is wet and sticky in my heart. Spring rain is accompanied by spring flowers, which constitutes the temperament of spring. "The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers." My understanding of these two poems has always been this: after a night of rain, the alley is full of weathered apricot flowers, and I think the word "sell" is like a word. Although there is no explanation in the textbook, I stubbornly believe that this is in line with spring. Summer rain is fierce. Torrential rain, downpour is its unique title, "Look at the red and wet place, spend a lot of money to crown the city", but it can be seen that the effect of summer rain is fierce.

The saddest thing is the autumn rain. "Tears in front of the pillow, rain in front of the steps, dripping through the window." I think this rain is undoubtedly autumn rain, but the same thing, different seasons, different temperament, such a clever creation! An yun, Yi Lee: "The phoenix tree is raining and dripping at dusk." Rain and tears! The most unbearable thing to listen to is Qiu Jianhu's masterpiece Autumn Wind and Autumn Rain. It's really sad to write an autumn word, not to mention repeating it.

The rain in winter is heroic, but I only remember playing Weng's "The Wind and Rain on November 4th": "Sleeping at night listening to the wind and rain, dreaming of an iron horse glacier". It is difficult to climb mountains and mountains, and go forward bravely. On this rainy night in winter, it is even more tragic.

Rain also varies from place to place. The rain in the south is heavy, the rain is dense and the wind is crazy, the flowers and trees are swaying, and the beans are dripping on the roof, as loud as drums. After a brake, the world became clear. And the plum rain between Jianghuai, lingering, is like an affectionate woman, holding hands and not letting you go, endless and moldy.

When I was a child, I still remember a rain, which was the artistic conception of "fish out in the drizzle and swallow in the breeze". Wearing a hat and carrying a fishing rod, I squatted by the stream. It was like a bitter gourd. Rain drops on the surface of the water, arousing small bubbles. Small fish sometimes jump out of the water, but they can't catch my fish, and I am already full of interest.

When I was in high school, it was a stormy day. Standing in the classroom on the fourth floor, I looked at the sky and the earth outside. The trees are shaking violently and the wind is roaring. White rain jumped into the window, and the world outside the window seemed to be a freehand brushwork scenery. I stopped for a long time.

Now I'm far away in Hefei, and when I look at the rain, I feel more homesick. Rain is silent, and there is probably no "residual lotus leaves listening to the sound of rain", but it is more likely to arouse people's feelings. Whenever it rains, my thoughts will drift far away, returning to the paddy fields and ponds in my memory and throwing them into trees and window grilles, always wondering whether the kitchen smoke is also bathed in the confused rain.

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9. Du Fu and Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night's drizzle poems.

The rain in Hanyu Tianjie is as crisp as crisp, and the grass looks far and near, but it is nowhere to be seen. The most important benefit is the spring of the year, which is better than the smoke willow of the imperial city.

Two Poems "Watching and Hunting on the Water Threshold" (I)

mansion/residence of a prince

When the wind blows, the general hunts Weicheng. To go to Guo Xuan, no village can count on credit.

Grass withered and eagle eye disease, light snow.

Suddenly I passed Xinfeng City and returned to Xiliuying. Fish swam out in the drizzle and swallows leaned in the breeze.

Looking back at the carving place, the clouds are thousands of miles flat. One hundred thousand households in the city, two or three households here.

Light rain on Jianmen Road Author: Lu You Times: Song Dynasty

Dust and wine stains on clothes make you disappear everywhere.

This body is a poet, riding a donkey into the sword door in the drizzle.

Tang Liu Changqing's "Send Scholar Yuan"

The spring breeze leans against the green city, the water town is cold and cloudy in spring, and it is sunny again. Drizzle wet clothes can't be seen, idle flowers fall to the ground and listen to silence. The lonely sails on the sunset river are green, and the grass is green in Wan Li, Hunan. If you meet each other, you will find that the spring robe has been mistaken for a Confucian scholar.

Hengtang

Chengda Fan

Nanpu spring comes to a blue river, and the stone bridge Zhuta is still there.

Every year, seeing off guests on Hengtang Road, hanging trees and painting boats in drizzle.

. A song with a "slow voice" Li Qingzhao

Looking around, lonely and sad.

It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold at first.

Three glasses of light wine, how can you object to his coming late and rushing!

Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.

Yellow flowers were piled all over the floor, withered and damaged. Who can pick them now?

Looking out the window, how can you be black alone! The Indus River is drizzling,

At dusk, dribs and drabs. This time, what a sad sentence!