A poem describing dark clouds shrouded in thunder and lightning

The poem about lightning is 1. A sad poem about thunder, lightning and rain.

1, Yulin ridge, chilling and sad

Song Dynasty: Liu Yong

The cicadas in autumn are so sad and urgent, facing the pavilion, it is in the evening and a sudden rain has just stopped. Farewell outside Kyoto, but not in the mood to drink, reluctant to leave, the people on board have been urging to start. 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 of returning to the south this time, this journey is another road. Thousands of miles away, it is misty, and the night sky is a vast night fog.

Since ancient times, the most sad thing for sentimental people is to leave, not to mention the bleak autumn, how can they stand the sadness. Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the setting sun of the waning moon. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together?

After autumn, cicadas cry quickly and sadly. Facing the pavilion, it was at night and a sudden rain had just stopped. Outside Kyoto, farewell dinner, but no mood to drink. When I was reluctant to go, the people on board had already urged me to start.

Holding hands, looking at each other, my eyes were full of tears, and I couldn't speak until the end, and I couldn't say a thousand words in my throat. Thinking about going back to the south, this journey is another journey. Thousands of miles away, there is a wave of smoke and the dark night sky is endless.

Since ancient times, the most sad thing for passionate people is to leave, not to mention this bleak and cold autumn, how can this parting stand! Who knows where I will wake up tonight? I'm afraid only Liu 'an faces the sharp morning breeze and the waning moon at dawn. It's been a long time since I left each other, and people who love each other are no longer together. I think even if we meet fine weather and beautiful scenery, it just seems like nothing. Even if it is full of affection, who can you enjoy it with?

2. The waves beat the rain outside the curtain.

Five Dynasties: Li Yu

The rain outside the curtain is gurgling, and the spring is fading. Allred-rochow is too cold to stand. I don't know if I am a dream guest, but I am insatiable in one day.

Don't lean against the fence alone, it is infinite, and it is easier to see when you are away. Running water is gone, and spring is gone.

The rain outside the curtain is gurgling, and the rich spring scenery will also disappear. Luo Zhi's brocade quilt can't stand the cold of the fifth watch. Only when you forget that you are a passer-by in your dreams can you enjoy the movie.

When the sun sets alone, leaning against the railing of a tall building and looking into the distance, my heart will be filled with infinite sadness because I think of the infinite mountains and rivers I had in the past. It's easy to leave, but difficult to see again. Like red flowers falling from the lost river, they go back with the spring. Compared with the past, one is the sky and the other is the earth.

3. Yu Meiren listens 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.

When I was a child, I listened to the rain on the rostrum, red candles lit up, and the curtains were light in the dim light. 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.

4. Qingming

Song Dynasty: Huang Tingjian

Every holiday season, I miss my relatives, peaches and plums smile, and the Noda wilderness is only sad.

Thunder stung dragons and snakes, and the original vegetation in the suburbs was soft after the rain.

It's unfair for people to sacrifice my arrogant concubine and wife, but it's unfair to burn them.

A clever fool has known who it is for thousands of years, and his eyes are full of chrysanthemum.

During the Qingming Festival, peach, red, plum and white are like smiling faces. Graves overgrown with weeds in the fields are sad. Spring thunder rolled, waking up the hibernating dragons and snakes, and timely rain moistened the soft vegetation in the suburbs.

In ancient times, Qi people went in and out of graves to beg for food and sacrifice, showing off to their wives and concubines. Some mesons refused to be officials and were burned to death. Who knows whether they are poor and stupid or virtuous and clean? Now there is nothing left but weeds.

Like a dream, it suddenly rained and blew last night.

Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao

Last night, it rained suddenly and the wind blew, so I slept soundly and didn't consume wine. Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there. You know what? You know what? It should be green, fat, red and thin.

Although it rained thinly last night, the wind kept blowing. I slept soundly all night, but I still felt a little drunk after waking up. So I asked the maid who was rolling blinds what was going on outside, and she only said to me, "Begonia flowers are still the same." Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? It should be lush green leaves and withered red flowers.

2. What is the poem describing "It suddenly rained cats and dogs in summer"?

1, heavy rain on May 19th of Ming Dynasty: Liu Ji

The wind drives the heavy rain to sprinkle the high city, and the cloud presses the thunder lightly.

I don't know where the dragon went after the rain, and a pool of grass was full of frogs.

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: Strong winds drove heavy rains to dump in high cities, with dark clouds gathering and thunder rumbling. After a while, the dragon making clouds and rain left with thunder and dark clouds. What appeared before his eyes was an overflowing pond, green grass dripping and frogs singing in unison.

2,' June 27th Wang Hulou Drunk Book' Song Dynasty: Su Shi.

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.

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: Dark clouds surge up like ink splashes, but a mountain is exposed on the horizon, clear and fresh, and the water splashed by heavy rain is like white beads and gravel, splashing on the boat. Suddenly, the wind swept in and dispersed the dark clouds all over the sky. The water in the West Lake was as blue as a mirror, bright and gentle.

3,' Youmeitang Rainstorm' Song Dynasty: Su Shi

A thunderous sound, like shaking from the feet of tourists to the feet, has a beautiful hall and thick clouds, which can't be opened.

In the distant horizon, the wind moves with the clouds, and the sea stands like a mountain. A rainstorm, which crossed the Qiantang River from eastern Zhejiang, hit Hangzhou.

The west lake is like a golden cup, full of rain, almost overflowing; The rain beat against the forest in the lake, making people feel relaxed and happy.

I really want to wake up the drunken Li Bai, wash his face with the waterfall in this mountain, and show him that this scene is like everything in the palace.

Interpretation of the vernacular: a thunder, like a vibration from the soles of tourists. There are beautiful halls and thick clouds. On the horizon in the distance, the high wind carries dark clouds and blows the sea water upright like a mountain; A rainstorm crossed the Qiantang River from eastern Zhejiang and hit Hangzhou.

The west lake is like a golden bottle, full of rain, almost overflowing; Raindrops hit lakes and mountains, as sharp as gama drums, making people laugh. I really want to wake up Li Bai, who is intoxicated, and wash his face with this flying spring full of mountains, so that he can see the wonders in front of him, such as Jiao Ren Palace, where pearls and jade are all over the world.

4. Yangguangshan Daozhong Ming Dynasty: Li Panlong.

It's thundering, and rain is coming.

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: Thunder falls like Qian Shan, and rain comes like ten thousand peaks, which is really magnificent.

5,' Work in the Storm' Song: Lu You

The wind is like pulling mountains out of anger, and the rain is like a raging river.

The house is leaking and the windows are ringing.

Interpretation of the vernacular: the wind roared like a mountain, and the heavy rain poured down the earth like a river that burst its banks. The house leaked rain, and it couldn't get rain, and the rain also knocked on the window.

3. Poems about thunder and rain

Poems about thunder and rain

Thunder shook the ears.

Lightning is dazzling and shocking.

It's raining cats and dogs

When will there be peace!

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 clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold. -Zhinan's "Jueju"

Rain in the east, sunrise in the east, said it was not sunny, but it was still sunny. -Liu Yuxi's "Two Zhuzhi Ci Poems, the First Part"

The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night. -Wang Wei's Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains

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

4. How to describe the poem "Thunderbolt in Spring"?

Antique (3)

Wei Yuanming

When it rained in mid-spring, it began to thunder in the east corner.

Everyone is lurking, and everything is suitable.

Yan, the new arrival, both came into my house.

The first nest is still there, and Xiang will return to his former residence.

Since the separation, the door has been deserted;

My heart is very practical. What's your opinion?

Yi Quexing and Zhu's Shuo Wen Jie Zi

Tangjiadao

The mysterious bird has a public mother, and the spring thunder is not only shocking.

The yellow river mud in your mouth is empty.

Mix stayed home all night, leaving all the chickens behind.

Double finches embrace righteousness, eat and eat.

Chickens are flying and clouds are chirping.

Although the sparrow is small, it is ashamed and sincere.

It is difficult for a bird to express itself, but thanks to the master's book.

Qin Louyue Song Fan Chengda

Gather. Light ray was slightly startled at first. The first shock. Storks and pigeons are angry, and the wind is urgent.

The smoke from the jade stove smells delicious. Painting the wall makes apricot swallows wet. Swallows are wet. Where the flower tip disappears, the painting building stands tall.

Bodhisattva Man Chun was born in Han Jie, Song Xiao.

The troubles of spring come and go. It seems that people are drunk and it is difficult to wake up. Misty rain is wet and dry. Apricot blossoms shock the cold.

Spit and knock on the pot. Never call anyone. I owe you more clothes tonight. Does that man know?

Five Stories of Shui Long Yin Jing Zhe (Yuan)

At the beginning of the sting, the black dragon woke up with a thunder. My family lives in Xianmeng, and I take this opportunity to travel around the world. Jade cheeks and silver whiskers, flax rice is full, and nine chardonnays are drunk.

Love is green outside the door, and wicker sticks grow forever. After 73 years of leisure, I have read all the prosperity and waste in the world.

Acid and alkali are chewed, but now I feel it, and the taste is weak. Always put it for more than a year, loosen the long bamboo and plant orchid. Waiting for Weng, Shangyuan Jiazi, Taiping.

Scare the sun and thunder

Author: Qiu Yuan Dynasty: Song Dynasty

It thundered in Gong Kun in the middle of the night, and the greenhouse of the stunner was already open at dawn. The wind blew high, the candles went out, and the electric rain washed the windows.

Suddenly, the spirit of vegetation is different, so it is a greeting and a reminder of the climate. Only the tortoise and the wooden goose, Ren Chunhui, stood motionless.

5. Describe sad poems related to thunder, lightning and rain.

1, colorful arrangement, just waiting for the first thunder.

-"New Thunder" Qing: Zhang Weiping Interpretation: Nature has already arranged colorful flowers, and only when the spring thunder rings, the flowers will compete to open. 2, Yin, Yang in Nanshan.

What's the matter, are you afraid or hesitant? Zhen Zhenjun, go back to Zaizai! -"Yin" Pre-Qin: Anonymous Interpretation: Listening to the rumbling thunder, it shook on the sunny slope of Nanshan. Why did you run away from home at this time? I really dare not have any leisure.

Hard-working and promising gentleman, come back, come back! 3, thunder and earth-shattering dragons and snakes stung people, and the original grassland trees in the suburbs were soft. -"Qingming" Song Dynasty: Huang Tingjian's interpretation: The spring rain is continuous, making the earth lush, peaches and plums all over the world.

4, a night of light thunder fell thousands of silk, light floating tiles uneven. -"Spring Day" Song: Qin Guan Interpretation: The light thunder has passed and the spring rain has fallen.

After the rain, in Chu Qing, the sun seems to float between freshly washed tiles. Fog and rain are blowing from the east, and the wheels make a faint thunder at the lotus pond.

-"Untitled a misty rain blows with the east wind" Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin's interpretation: the east wind rustles and the drizzle flies with the wind. There is a light thunder outside the lotus pond. 6, column Shengren deep rain and dew, ZTE pardons fenglei.

-"Wu Wen Zhou Junbao has returned to Xijing" Song: Interpretation of Lu You: The martyr Renze is as deep as rain and dew, and the Amnesty letter is as fast as thunder. 7, there are oranges in the snow, and the freezing thunder scared the bamboo shoots to sprout.

-"The Play Answers Yuan Zhen" Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu's interpretation: The residual snow pressed on the branches as if there were green oranges shaking, and the bamboo shoots were awakened by the freezing in Lei Zhen in spring and wanted to sprout. 8, 蹜 蹜 蹜 蹜 蹜 蹜 蹜 蹜 蹜 蹜 蹜 蹜 蹜 蹜 蹜 蹜 蹜

-"The Final Wind" Pre-Qin: Anonymous Interpretation: The wind is sad, the sky is dark, and thunder is faintly heard in the distance. It's hard to fall asleep when you wake up from a dream. I can't always feel sad.

9. Fog and rain are blowing from the east, and the wheels make a faint thunder at the Lotus Pond. -"Four Untitled Poems" Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin's Interpretation: The east wind blows drizzle, and the light thunder resounds inside and outside the lotus pond.

10, the wind-driven heavy rain sprinkled the high city, and the cloud pressure was light. -"Heavy Rain on May 19" Ming Dynasty: Liu Ji Interpretation: The flurry drove the shower to the high city, with dark clouds and thunder rumbling.

6. Use a poem to describe heavy rain and lightning and thunder.

Rainstorm, rainstorm, violent storm, storm, rainstorm, rainstorm, rainstorm, rainstorm.

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.

It is often rainy and windy in spring.

The wind and rain are clear and the spring is empty.

Who cares about red mud?

Hating poverty is like life is not satisfactory. -Luyou bean leaf yellow

There is only one bed in the small building, and the mountain wine is full all day.

Unfortunately, it rained on a windy night, so I knocked on the window drunk. -South Building of Kaiyuan Temple in Mutu Xuanzhou

Midaregumo is like a beast rushing out of the mountains, and the wind and rain are all over the Weihe River.

Empty, nothing to see, geese oblique couplet. —— Wangyulou, Xianyang County, Wei