Poetry about rain in winter

1. Poems about rain in winter

Poems about rain in winter:

1. "Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Tower"

Tang Dynasty: Wang Changling

Original text:

The cold rain came to Wu at night, and I saw off my guests in Chushangu in the morning.

Relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other like a heart filled with ice in a jade pot.

Translation:

The cold rain spread all over the Wudi river and sky all night long. After seeing you off in the early morning, even the hazy distant mountains seemed lonely! When you arrive in Luoyang, if your relatives and friends in Luoyang ask about me, please tell them that my heart is still as crystal clear and pure as the ice in the jade pot!

2. "Happy Meeting·The Forest Flowers Faded the Spring Red"

Five Dynasties: Li Yu

Original text:

The Lin Flowers Faded It's too hasty to see spring red. Helplessly, the cold rain comes in the morning and the wind comes in the evening.

The tears of rouge will make you drunk, how long will it last? Naturally, life grows and hates water.

Translation:

The red flowers in the woods have withered, and it has only been a few hours since the flowers bloomed and fell. It was really too hasty. There is nothing we can do. How can the flowers withstand the desolation of the wind, cold rain and rain day and night?

The red flowers falling all over the ground were soaked by the rain, like the rouge on the cheeks of a beautiful woman flowing with tears. Hua'er and Lianhuaren miss each other like crazy. When can they meet again? There are always too many resentful things in life, just like the river passing eastward, endless and never-ending.

3. "Night Rain Sends to the North"

Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin

When you asked about the return date, the autumn pond was filled with rain at night in Bashan.

Why should I cut off the candles from the west window and talk about the rainy night in Bashan?

Translation:

You asked me the date of my return. It is difficult to determine the date of return. It is raining heavily in Bashan tonight, and the rain has filled the autumn pond. When can we hold candles and have a long talk together, telling each other how much we miss each other in the rainy night in Bashan tonight?

4. "Die Lian Hua·Rain Lai Sparse Sutra and Throw Fire"

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

Original text:

Rain Lai Sparse Sutra and Throw Fire After throwing fire. The swings in the alleys have not yet passed the Qingming Festival. The fragrant buds on the apricot tips are broken. Light red faded to white rouge.

Bitterness is frustrated by passion. I feel sick and tired, as if I was old. I walked around the corridor and sat alone. The moon cage and clouds darken the door lock.

Translation:

After experiencing a peach blossom rain, it rained lightly with sleet. The Qingming Festival has not yet arrived, and the swings in the neighborhood are up. A flower on the tip of the apricot bloomed, and the pale red flowers peeled off and turned into white flowers, as if they were dyed with rouge and gouache.

Being tormented by the pain caused by the other person's passion, I was so depressed that it felt like I had spent a year. The couple ran all over the corridor and each sat alone in the corridor. It was already late at night when the door was dark and locked under the moon and clouds.

5. "Like a Dream, Last Night the Rain Dispersed the Wind"

Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao

Original text:

Last Night the Rain Dispersed the Wind Suddenly, the remaining wine cannot be eliminated by heavy sleep.

When I asked the person behind the curtain, I found that Begonia was still the same.

Do you know, do you know? It should be green, red and thin.

Translation:

Although it rained sparsely last night, the wind kept blowing hard. Even though I slept all night, I was still drunk. Ask the maid who is rolling up the curtain. What is the situation outside? She said that the crabapple flowers are still the same as yesterday. Do you know? Do you know? At this time, the green leaves should be luxuriant and the red flowers should be withering. 2. Ancient poems describing rain in cold winter

1. Good memories of Jiangnan Song Dynasty·Zhao Shixia

2. Beautiful feelings and harvest ripples...

3. " "Feast at the Junnan Pavilion" Author: Zhang Wei

4. The snow-capped mountains are covered with long clouds in Qinghai, and the lonely city looks at Yumen Pass in the distance. (Wang Changling: "Four of Seven Songs on the Military March")

5. The white hair is three thousand feet long, and the fate is as long as the head.

6. The pearl curtains are scattered and wet, and the fox fur is not warm and the brocade quilt is thin.

7. In the spring of Bude, all things are radiant. The ancient Han Dynasty Yuefu poem "Long Song Xing"

8. Begonia does not hesitate to be rouge, independent in the drizzle.

——"Cold in Spring"

9. Author of "Quatrains": Zhinan

10. Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty. "Spring Night Happy Rain"

11. Carrying silver lanterns, checking the bead door, embroidering the quilt is slightly cold in time for the autumn rain.

12. Listen to the spring rain in the small building all night, and sell apricot flowers in the deep alley in the Ming Dynasty. ——"Spring Rain in Lin'an"

13. If you go to Guoxuan Yingchang, there is no village overlooking the credit. The Chengjiang River is flat on a few banks, and the secluded trees have many flowers in the evening.

14. The sound of wind and rain at night makes you know how many flowers have fallen. "Spring Dawn" by Meng Haoran

15. Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. 3. Verses describing rain in winter

1. "Farewell to Xin Jian at the Furong Tower" Tang Dynasty: Wang Changling

Original text:

Cold rain comes into Wu at night , Pingming sees off guests in Chu Shangu.

Relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other like a heart filled with ice in a jade pot.

Translation: The cold rain spread all over the Wudi River and the sky all night long. After seeing you off in the morning, even the hazy distant mountains seemed lonely! When you arrive in Luoyang, if your relatives and friends in Luoyang ask about me, please tell them that my heart is still as crystal clear and pure as the ice in the jade pot!

2. "Butterfly Loves Flowers: Returning to the Place Where Green Poplars Folded Again" Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

Original text:

Don't hate the end of the world campaign Bitter, I only hate the west wind, blowing dreams into the past and present.

There is still a long way to go tomorrow, and the clothes are covered with fresh cold rain.

Translation: The pain of traveling to the end of the world is not a problem, but I can only regret that the west wind blew away so many beautiful dreams that traveled through the past and present. Tomorrow, the journey will continue, and the cold new rain will wet my clothes, making me feel even more cold and lonely.

3. "Night Rain" Song Dynasty: Lu You

Original text:

The cold rain lasted for three nights, and I lived in seclusion with only a few rafters.

A poor family neglects celebrating the holidays, and an old person is timid as he ages.

Translation: The cold rain has been falling for three consecutive nights, and I have been living under the eaves for several days. My family is poor, so it is easy to celebrate the holidays. Now that I am old, I am very afraid of the arrival of the New Year.

4. "Qing Xing Part 1" Yuan Dynasty: Wang Mian

Original text:

Cold rain hangs in the dilapidated house, and the morning clouds are seen through the empty window.

My family is poor and I have no external worries, but I am tired of hearing too much when I am old.

Translation: It is raining coldly above the shabby house, and clouds are floating outside the empty window. There is nothing to worry about when you are poor. When you are old, you are tired of hearing too much.

5. "Ming Ming Han Shi Yu" Song Dynasty: Liu Yizhi

Original text:

Ming Ming Han Shi Yu, who do you want to kiss?

The springs are in chaos, and the flowers are cold and want to be near others.

Translation: In the dim twilight, there is a cold rain, and the guests want to kiss each other. The springs flow like mountains and ravines, and the flowers feel cold and want to be near others. 4. Poems about rainy days in winter

1. "Poppy Winter Rain"

Xiaoxiao is independent and emotionless in the lingering plum rain.

As the willows drift into the lake, I remember the day when the lotus flowers bloomed in the small pond.

How many springs and autumns in life, one winter will be retained?

How can the charm break through the east wind, and a few rhododendrons are red in the rain.

2 The bead curtain caresses the tower,

It embraces thousands of mountains and brings intoxication.

The sound of weeping banana trees continues,

The lotus leaves blooming on the roadside.

3 Winter Rain Travel

Mengjiao

The water in Chu is frozen thin,

The clouds in Chu are slightly rainy.

Wild plum blossoms bloom here and there,

I return home happily from my travel list. 5. Ancient poems about winter rain

1. [Tang Dynasty] Zhang Ding's "Rain in the South of the Yangtze River"

Excerpt from the original text:

There is little chill in the river sky, and the winter moon is The rain is still flying.

When I leave home, I worry about listening, and let the wind spread my guest's clothes.

Vernacular interpretation:

Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas are not too cold, and it is still raining in winter. I heard a lot of complaints when I went out, and the raindrops soaked the guests' clothes in the wind.

2. [Song Dynasty] Su Che's "Cold Rain"

Excerpt from the original text:

Jiangnan has a special climate, and winter rain brings spring cold.

Vernacular interpretation:

The climate in the south of the Yangtze River is special. It is late winter and early spring. Although the days have become longer, it is drizzling, cloudy and cold rain, which brings the chilly weather. spring chill.

3. [Song Dynasty] "Cold Rain" by Fan Chengda

Excerpt from the original text:

What's the matter? The winter rain hits the window, and the sound of dripping at night is heard at dawn. .

Vernacular interpretation:

Why is it still raining and hitting my window in winter? The sound of rain at night is very rhythmic.

4. [Song Dynasty] Hu Yin·"Send to Chen Sheng"

Excerpt from the original text:

Only in the poor winter can the raindrops come, and there are no more plum blossoms and willow trees. Bag.

Vernacular interpretation:

It’s late winter and it’s just starting to drizzle. There aren’t many plum blossoms left, and the willow trees are about to sprout.

5. [Song Dynasty] Zhao Fan's "Three Poems of Feelings of Cold Rain Presenting Siyuan"

Excerpts from the original text:

The cold winter is full of sadness, but the freezing rain is still there. do.

Vernacular interpretation:

The late winter season is indeed very sad, with rain and snow falling together. 6. Poems describing rainy days in winter

"Farewell to Xin Jian at the Furong Tower"

The cold rain came to Wu at night, and I saw off the guests in Chu Shangu in the bright morning.

Relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other like a heart filled with ice in a jade pot.

Translation:

I came to Wudi at night when the cold rain filled the river sky. At dawn, I sent my friends away, leaving only the lonely shadow of Chushan Mountain. When you arrive in Luoyang, if any relatives or friends ask you about me, please tell them that my heart is still as pure as the ice in a jade pot, untainted by fame, wealth and other worldly sentiments.

Writing background:

This poem was written approximately after the 29th year of Kaiyuan. Wang Changling was the Prime Minister of Jiangning (now Nanjing City) at that time, and Xin Jian was his friend. This time he planned to cross the river from Runzhou, pass through Yangzhou, and go north to Luoyang. Wang Changling may have accompanied him from Jiangning to Runzhou and then parted ways here. There are two original titles of this poem. The second one talks about the poet's farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Tower the night before, and this one talks about the scene of farewell by the river the next morning. 7. Poems about winter rain

5. Fish come out in the drizzle, and swallows slant in the breeze. "Two Poems on the Threshold of Water, Part 1"

6. The morning rain in Weicheng is also light and dusty, and the guesthouses are green and willows are new. Wang Wei's "Send Off the Second Envoy of the Yuan Dynasty to Anxi"

7. "Qingming" Author: Du Mu

8. Heaven is not old, love is hard to break, the heart is like a double mesh, with thousands in it Knot. The night has passed, and the light in the east window has not been turned off. "Thousand Years Old" by Zhang Xian of the Song Dynasty

9. The Spring Festival Gala should be sad for the long journey, and I still have vague dreams in the remaining night.

10. Thousands of birds have disappeared, and thousands of people have disappeared. A man with a coir raincoat in a lone boat, fishing alone in the snow in the cold river.

11. "Farewell to Dongda" The sky is full of yellow clouds and white sun, and the north wind blows wild geese and snow. Don't worry, there will be no friends in the future. No one in the world will know you.

12. The wind disperses the rain at the fifth watch, and the birds sing in the spring of March.

13. On the beautiful Surabaya coast, the boundless scenery is new.

14. On the dance pavilion and singing stage, the wind is always blown away by the rain.

15. Black clouds rolled over the mountains without covering the mountains, and white raindrops jumped into the boat. ——"June 27th" 8. Verses about rain on the winter solstice

Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty stayed at the Yangmei Pavilion during the winter solstice

Traveling three thousand miles away in mid-November until night people. What if you stay alone in Yangmei Pavilion? Cold pillow and single bed for one patient.

During the winter solstice on the first day of the lunar month, Quan Deyu of the Tang Dynasty took charge of the Southern Suburbs. The literary track is completely the same as that of Yao, and the temple and temple are prepared for the officials of the Han Dynasty.

The stars are full of auspicious light, and the sound of gold and stone is clear at dawn. There is also a viewing platform to say congratulations, and the yellow clouds are holding the sun and rising to peace.

The banished official in Chenzhou was pregnant on the winter solstice by Rong Yu of the Tang Dynasty

Last year when I was growing up, I was in Chang'an. At this year's solstice in Chang'an, I think of the snow, frost and cold when I go downstairs.

The dream followed Wu Chaotian, leaving him in poverty to avenge the national calamity. Looking north to the southern suburbs, there is no news, and there is only a stream of tears at the head of the river.

Handan Winter Solstice by Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty

During the winter solstice in Handan Posthouse, the shadows in front of the lanterns hugging the knees accompany me.

I think that when I sit at home late at night, I should talk about people traveling far away.

Staying at the Yangmei Pavilion during the Winter Solstice by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

In mid-November, people travel three thousand miles away. What if you stay alone in Yangmei Pavilion? Cold pillow and single bed for one patient.

Xinyou Winter Solstice, Song Dynasty, Lu You

Today the sun is coming south, and my door is silent. A poor family neglects celebrating the holidays, and an old person is timid about growing older.

After the sacrifice, everyone supported him in worship, and he went to bed early alone. Just to explore the dream of spring, I have already circled the mirror lake. 9. Sentences to describe rain in winter

Winter rain falls from the sky, mixed with ice droplets that look like snow but not snow, and it hurts like a knife when it hits the face. Only this winter rain makes you afraid and chills your heart.

I often sigh at the magic of nature’s creations. Rain and snow will travel hand in hand in the world! Rain and snow can sometimes make people feel annoying, but it is said that they can cleanse the world of all kinds of filth.

Although winter rain has never been praised as precious as spring rain, it still has no complaints, silently confiding to people, foretelling: my disappearance, the white snowy sky is right in front of you. .

Winter rain is the last remnant left by the warm atmosphere. It no longer has the heroic spirit of summer storms, nor the tenderness of autumn rain. It just stands aside to create beauty for the world and do its best. of meager strength.

I put on my cotton coat and tried to experience the taste of winter rain. Before I could recover, my whole body was already covered with its affection. It gently told me, don’t say I’m callous, even though I’m in the wrong season, we are also sons of nature and friends walking in this world with you.

The world seems quiet and innocent because of the existence of rain. The quietly falling winter rain adds a bit of harmony and beauty to this ordinary world. I have dedicated everything to the freshness of this world without any regrets.