An emotional poem about "rain"

1, "An empty mountain stands in the autumn night after the rain." -Wang Wei's Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains

2. "Cold, Changting is late, and the shower begins to rest." -Liu Yong's "Yulinling"

3. "Indus drizzle, dribs and drabs, until dusk."-Li Qingzhao's Slow Voice

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

5. "The falling flowers are silent and the rain is hazy, and no one is leaning against the door in the deep courtyard"-Wei Zhuang's "Spring Sorrow"

1, Wang Wei's Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains reads as follows:

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

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

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

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

2. Translation:

The empty mountain is bathed in a new rain. As night falls, the air is cool, as if it were autumn.

The moon is clear and clear, and the clear spring is flowing.

The bamboo forest was noisy until the washerwoman came back, and the lotus leaves swayed like canoes.

The wheat straw in spring might as well let it rest, and the prince and grandson in the mountains can stay in autumn.

3. The original text of Liu Yong's Yulinling is as follows:

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?

4. Translation:

After autumn, cicadas are so sad and in a hurry. 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?

5. The original text of Li Qingzhao's "Sound Slow" is as follows:

Looking around, lonely and sad. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold. Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him? It's late in the wind. Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.

Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark? Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence!

6. Translation:

I searched hard, but I didn't see anything. How can it not make people sad? It is the most difficult to maintain and rest when it is warm and cold. How to resist the cold wind in the morning after drinking three or two glasses of light wine? A line of geese flew in front of us, which was even more sad, because they were old acquaintances.

The chrysanthemums in the garden are piled all over the floor, and they are already very haggard. Who else will pick them now? How can you stay up until dark alone and watch the window coldly? The plane tree leaves are dripping, and it is still dripping at dusk. How can such a scene end with a "sad" word!

7. Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night is as follows:

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.

8. Translation:

Good rain seems to pick the right time, arrival in the spring of everything.

With the breeze, quietly into the night. Fine and dense, nourishing everything on the earth.

Thick dark clouds covered fields and alleys, and small lights were lit, and fishing boats on the river flashed.

Look at the flowers with dew tomorrow morning, and Chengdu will be full of flowers.

9. Wei Zhuang's "Spring Sorrow" is as follows:

I have my own spring worries, and I can't bear to miss my grandson. ?

The falling flowers are silent and the rain is hazy, and no one in the deep courtyard leans against the door alone.

10, translated by:

The sadness of spring climbed into my heart and shocked people. I didn't appreciate the flowers everywhere in spring, but I was thinking about the soldiers fighting outside the border. Flowers faded one by one, and it began to rain at dusk. There's no one in the yard, and I'm the only one leaning against the doorframe.