What are the poems that describe "flowers falling all over the ground after the rain"?

1. The horizontal bridge of Qingyinchi Pavilion is a fun way to enjoy the rain. ?

From "Spring in the Painting Hall·Apricot Blossoms in the Rain" by Chen Zilong, a poet of the Ming Dynasty

Original poem

"Spring in the Painting Hall·Apricot Blossoms in the Rain"

The horizontal bridge of Qingyinchi Pavilion is a beautiful place to enjoy the rain. The slightly cold place is very charming, and at this moment, the soul is lost.

Recalling the past outside Qingmen Embankment, the fragrance of powder was scattered in the morning. The jade face is lonely and pale red, and there is no such thing as tonight.

Translation

Around the Qingming Festival, the clouds were clear and the sky was overcast. Beside the pond and small bridge, I could see the drizzle nourishing the blooming apricot blossoms in the slightly cold weather. More delicate and graceful. I remember that on the embankment outside the capital gate, after a violent storm, within a few days, the apricot flower died and the fragrance was extinguished. The apricot blossom, whose flowers have all fallen, is no longer visited by bees and butterflies. It has to live in solitude. How can it still have a golden spring night?

2. Before the rain, the stamens among the flowers were first seen, but after the rain, there were no flowers inside the leaves.

From "Rain and Clear" by Wang Jia, a poet of the Tang Dynasty

Original poem

"Rain and Clear"

Seeing the pistils among flowers for the first time before the rain , after the rain, there are no flowers in the leaves.

Butterflies fly over the wall, but they suspect that spring is in the next door.

Translation

Before the rain, I saw new stamens exposed among the flowers, but after the rain, there was not even a flower under the leaves. Bees and butterflies flew over the wall one after another, making people suspect that the charming spring scenery is all in the neighboring house.

3. The flowers are falling in the long rain, and the sky is humming with music. ?

From "Dengwa Official Pavilion" by Tang Dynasty poet Li Bai

Original poem

"Dengwa Official Pavilion"

Morning Climb the official pavilion and have a great view of Jinling City.

Zhongshan faces Beihu, and Huai River flows into Nanrong.

The flowers are falling in the long rain, and the sky is humming with music.

Dharma drums vibrate in the two corridors, and kites chant in the four corners.

Go out of the sky and climb up to the Han Dynasty, looking up at the sun and the moon.

The domineering spirit of the mountains and sky is extinguished, and the ancient cold and gloom of the earth is born.

The vast sea of ??clouds is at night, and the vast palace is flat.

The word "Chang He" is on the left side of the door, and the building recognizes the name of Phoenix.

Thunder causes hundreds of mountains to move, and God supports thousands of towers to fall.

Why is spiritual light so precious? It will keep Wu Jing here forever.

Translation

Get up in the early morning and climb up to the high pavilion in Waguan Temple. From a distance, Jinling City can be seen. To the north is the towering Zhongshan Mountain, and to the south the eaves face the mighty Huaihe River. As the chanting came from the temple, raindrops fell from the ceiling; the music of the ensemble sounded like the sounds of nature. The drums in the temple corridors on both sides rumbled, and the iron horse pieces on the four corners of the cornices tinkled in the wind. The pavilion towers into the sky, and it seems like you can climb the sun and moon when you raise your head. The autumn scenery of Zhongshan is bleak, and the spirit of overlord is exhausted; there are many sad stories deposited in the long history.

In the night, the sea of ??clouds is boundless, and the majestic palace is almost level with the sea of ??clouds. Only the words "阘合" written on the door plaque and "Phoenix" written on the building plaque are still vaguely distinguishable. The thunder rumbled, the mountains shook, the roofs were about to collapse, and gods came to help. Why is the Lingguang Hall so precious? It can protect Jinling City for a long time.

4. The fallen flowers have already danced before the wind. Send rain at dusk again.

From the Song Dynasty poet Ye Mengde's "Poppy · After the rain, together with Qian Qianqing, they buy wine and come to work under the birds and flowers"

Original poem

"Poppy · After the rain, together with Qian Yucai Qing, he bought wine and came to make flowers under the birds."

The fallen flowers have already danced before the wind. Send rain at dusk again. At dawn, the courtyard is half red. Only the hairspring is thousands of feet long and the sky is clear. Hand in hand with the diligent flowers. Even more wine in the cup. Beauty does not need to frown. I am also sentimental and helpless, and I am late for wine.

Translation

The fallen flowers are already dancing in the wind, and it is rainy again at dusk. In the early morning, half of the courtyard was covered with residual red, with only thousands of feet of spider silk floating and entangled in the high clear sky. I warmly invited them to swim together under the flowers, and drank frequently to appreciate this last spring. Beauty, please don't frown because of sadness. When spring returns, the wine stalls and people disperse, I am so passionate that I don’t know how to relieve my sorrow.

5. The pear blossoms are closed behind closed doors due to the rain, and they live up to their youth.

From the Ming Dynasty poet Tang Yin's "A cut of plum blossoms, the rain hits the pear blossoms and the door is closed behind the door"

Original poem

"A cut of plum blossoms, the rain hits the pear blossoms and the door is closed behind the door"

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The pear blossoms are shut behind closed doors when the rain hits them, and they live up to their youth and live up to their youth. Enjoyable things, who cares? Ecstasy under the flowers, ecstasy under the moon. The eyebrows are full of sorrow, and the sun is frowning, and there are thousands of cry marks, ten thousand cry marks. I look at the sky at dawn and the clouds at dusk. I miss you when I walk and I miss you when I sit.

Translation

Close the door deeply and listen only to the sound of rain hitting pear blossoms through the window. In this way, you have lived up to your youth and wasted your youth. Even if you have a joyful mood, who can you share it with? I feel sad under the flowers, and sad under the moon. All day long, his brows were furrowed like a peak, leaving thousands of tear stains on his face. I have been looking at the sky and clouds from morning to night. I miss you when I walk, and I miss you when I sit too!