Poetic sentences describing umbrellas in the rain

1. Poem describing umbrellas "Six Umbrella" Author: Yu Guangzhong forgot the negative image of umbrella sunflower. Black sunflowers bear witness to human forgetfulness. It bloomed and withered in the rain, and a flower was forgotten. I don't remember how my life outside others' doors is a mystery. Who is the owner of the music umbrella that never looks back? Who invented the idea of cutting a small black cloud to resist thousands of black cloud umbrellas? That kind of pure geometric beauty is connected by straight lines and curves. Both ends of the shallow arc protrude from the eaves, and a series of intermittent flying bells fall from the twelve eaves. Mrs. Yu's impromptu fingers beat and beat intermittently, which is a natural musical instrument in your hand-how heroic when it is heavy, how chic when it is light, and how melodious when it is long. Thirty-six umbrella ribs, thick gray clouds, were put away and put into a memory. I don't know if I can find the one behind that door. As long as I am a child, I can spread the spring rain in Sichuan in April. Frogs will drip from the umbrella, and cuckoos will circle around the umbrella handle from the chilly and wet distant mountains. The rain is so fresh, and the family umbrella is the most unforgettable one. It was a thunderstorm in Jiangnan when I was a child. Below is a long water town. Above it are flashing lightning and heavy thunder of heaven and earth. Who has an oil-paper umbrella in one hand and an oil-paper umbrella in the other? How many rivers and lakes and seas have you spent most of your life? I am used to thunder and lightning, but I am used to reading the wind and rain in front of my mother's lonely grave on a typhoon night. It's my turn to deliver the umbrella, but I can't see the oiled paper umbrella. A friend came to pick me up in the storm with an umbrella. He held a strong umbrella handle in one hand and held it as a big shield against the raging rain arrow. Later, he found that his clothes were almost drenched, the so-called confidant. If it is rainy at night, fortunately, I still have a desk lamp and an exquisite umbrella to open a soft atmosphere. No matter what it is made of, I hope that you and my umbrella maker will accompany me through the cold and wet Tian Yu. If it is rainy at night, if death is rainy, if I stand in Tian Yu and wait for you to pick me up with an umbrella, I will wait for you.

2. Poems of Missing Under an Umbrella in Rainy Days Dai Wangshu's masterpiece Rain Lane is in line with the artistic conception of missing under an umbrella in rainy days.

Rain Lane Dai Wangshu Rain Lane is holding an oil-paper umbrella, wandering alone in a long, lonely rain lane, hoping to meet a girl with a clove knot. 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, and like me, she is silently sad, cold, sad and disappointed.

She approached silently and breathed a sigh of relief. She drifted like a dream, like a sad and confused dream. Like lilacs floating in a dream, this girl drifted by me; She walked away silently, walked away, walked towards the crumbling fence and walked through the rainy path.

In the elegy of the rain, her color faded, her fragrance dispersed, even her sighing eyes and the melancholy of lilacs. Holding an oil-paper umbrella, a person lingers in a long, long, long, long rain lane, hoping to float past a girl with a clove knot.

3. Six umbrellas: ancient poems and modern poems about umbrellas.

Author: Yu Guangzhong

Forgetting umbrella

Negative image of sunflower

Black sunflower on the back

Witness the forgetting of mankind.

Bloom in the rain

Withered in the rain

One by one has been forgotten.

I don't remember anything.

Outside someone's door

Life is like a mystery.

Who the hell is it?

Master who never looks back

Music umbrella

Cut a small black cloud to resist

There are a thousand clouds on the top.

Umbrella, who invented it with an epiphany?

That kind of pure geometric beauty

Connect with straight lines and curves.

The ends of the shallow arc protrude from the eaves.

Rain dripped from twelve eaves.

A string of intermittent flying bells.

That's what you're holding.

Natural musical instrument

Mrs lane's improvised fingers.

Knock on and off.

-How brave it is when it's heavy

How chic it is when the sky is light.

Memory umbrella

The rainy days are long and the gray clouds are thick.

Only 36 umbrella ribs were collected.

I put it in my memory.

I wonder what's behind that door

As long as I can

Find the one when I was a child

You can spread April Day in Sichuan.

Spring rain dripped from the umbrella.

Frogs came from the rice fields.

Rhododendron from distant mountains

With a chilly wet feeling.

Come around the umbrella handle.

Oh, the rain is so fresh.

Family umbrella

The most unforgettable thing is Jiangnan.

A thunderstorm when I was a child

Below is Changshui Town.

It is flashing with lightning.

Heavy thunder in harmony with heaven and earth.

Who is my cringing shoulder?

Holding a guard in one hand

Holding an oiled paper umbrella in one hand.

Bear the burden of wind and rain

There are as many rivers and lakes as there are oceans.

I spent most of my life.

Lightning has long been used to it.

It's just a typhoon night

But I miss the lonely grave of my distant mother.

What kind of wind and rain

It's my turn to deliver an umbrella.

But I can't see the oil-paper umbrella

Not to mention children.

Friendship umbrella

In the storm

A friend came to pick me up with an umbrella.

One hand grabbed my slip.

Holding a sturdy umbrella handle in one hand.

Lift it as a big shield.

Against the wild rain arrows

I found out later.

Against the wind, his clothes

Almost got soaked.

Oh, the so-called confidant

Is it not just an umbrella?

-Put it away on a sunny day

Rainy days are for you.

Suddenly open your heart

Umbrella alliance

If the night is blue rain.

Fortunately, I still have a lamp.

A delicate little umbrella.

Open a circle of soft atmosphere

No matter what it is made of.

Having a crimson atmosphere or an orange glow.

Would you like to make an umbrella with me?

Walk through the wet and cold rain with me.

If you get wet in the rain at night

If death is black rain and sadness

If I stand in the rain

Waiting for you to greet me with an umbrella, waiting for you.

References:

Xi Qian Ying (Du Dong)

Sheng Shenhua summer sleeping mat. It occupies the first five days of the Spring Festival. It's a beautiful early spring, and pepper praises Plum Shadow, golden streamers and colorful plumes. Make the monarch live a long life with benevolence, and make peace with spring without permission. People always say that spring has feet and the country is blessed. Should see, Dan's letter, horizon last night, the first spring news. The sun turns yellow, the wind gives birth to a crimson umbrella, and the Spring Temple is close at hand. * * * Celebration ceremony, Wan Yu Spring Festival. I wish you a birthday. From now on, you will have a beautiful spring.

Qin (Fu Boda)

Bethesda Springs, belonging to rather critical. It's the milky way, the golden wind is the fan, the ice wheel will be full, and the fire umbrella will be harvested at the beginning. The five mountains spread incense and the bullfight was a show. Who are the saints in the world? That would be more negative, smarter and more helpful. You have a good tour in Huanhua County, a good government and a clean government. The book recommends the court, and the mud calls for the evening. It is an honor to be a bride's family. Singing in the clouds, dancing back to the snow, longevity wine pouring jade deep. From now on, I would like to be the ancestor of the state of Danqiu and Qi.

Lin Jiangxian (Huang)

In June, Yan Guan closed the fire umbrella, and Nanxun did all the washing and steaming. Thirteen pods compete for green again. Ask Chen Zhongju that Yuan was born at this time. Don't open a leisurely day, the title also carries a screen star. Blackheads are not too late for the public. And pour floating ant wine to listen to the wish of turtle age.

4. What is the poem describing "A beautiful woman opens an umbrella in the rain"?

1. In this door last year, peach blossoms set each other off. _ _ _ _ Cui Hu's "South Village of Beijing"

2. I still have tears in my eyes, and I don't meet each other before I get married. _ _ _ _ Zhang Ji's "Yin Jiefu Send Dongping Lishi Island"

3. Red crisp hands, yellow rice wine, spring willow in the city. _ _ _ _ Lu You's hairpin chicken red crisp hand

The beautiful woman committed suicide on the bank of Wujiang River. The war once burned Chibi Mountain, and the generals were empty and old. _ _ _ _ Zhang Kejiu's "Singing Flowers and Remembering the Past"

How beautiful she looks, open the pearly window and sit in the air. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's Resentment

6. On the moonlit night of the Twenty-four Bridges, where did the Jade People teach flute? _ _ _ _ A Letter from Du Mu to Han Chuo, Yangzhou Magistrate.

7. I once said goodbye to Beauty Bridge, but I hate that I have no news yet. _ _ _ _ Liu Yuxi's Yang Liuzhi/Liuzhi Ci

8. My Fair Lady is a gentleman. _ _ _ _ Unknown "Official Luo"

9. You have beautiful orchids and beautiful chrysanthemums. You can't forget your beauty. _ _ _ _ Liu Che's Autumn Poems

10. How long can it take to convince people with color? _ _ _ _ My Misfortune by Li Bai

1 1. See Bixiao on Tanabata tonight and let the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl cross the river bridge. _ _ _ _ Lin Jie begged for cleverness

12. Businessmen don't know how to hate their country, but they still sing flowers across the river. _ _ _ _ Du Mu's Bo Qinhuai

13. Excuse me, what is the relationship between river tides and seawater? _ _ _ _ Bai Juyi's "Langtaosha, Sorry, River Tide Sea Water"

14. You know I have a husband. Give me a pair of pearls. _ _ _ _ Zhang Ji's "Yin Jiefu Send Dongping Lishi Island"

15. A layman is laughing in the wall. _ _ _ _ Su Shi's Spring Scene in Hua Lian.

16. I'd rather not know the whole city and this country. Beauty is hard to get again. _ _ _ _ Li Yannian's Song of Li Yannian

5. Poems describing rain and people walking under umbrellas. 12. Walking feebly in the rain with an umbrella.

13. Stopping on a rainy day, even the rain can be so sad.

14. My parents spoiled you like a little princess for more than 20 years, not to make you feel wronged in front of any man. About the rainy mood, talk about walking with an umbrella. About the rainy mood, talk about walking with an umbrella.

15. When I say to you: You are busy. In fact, how I hope you can reply to me: you are very important and I will accompany you.

16. In the rain, shallow and faint thoughts are passing away. Walking in the rain is a thing of the past …

17. On rainy days, I suddenly want to go out in the rain to wake up.