Beautiful sentences and ancient poems on rainy nights

The beautiful poems on rainy nights are as follows:

1, young people listen to the rain songs upstairs, red candles faint Luo Zhang. In the prime of life, the boat is listening to the rain, the river is wide and the clouds are low, and the broken geese are called the west wind. Now listen to the rain monk, the stars are already there. Sorrow and joy are always ruthless, and will last until dawn before the next step. -Jie Jiang's "Yu Meiren Listening to the Rain"

2. Rain waves in early summer and the sound of eaves around the four corridors. Deep-headed and ignorant, sleep less and leak longer. The red blinds are wet and the clothes are all baked. Yin Qing wants to get rid of boredom, but three sighs won't make a chapter. -Lu You's Rain at Night

3, banana leaves are affectionate, one leaf is comfortable and one leaf is born. Acacia is endless, but it teaches wind and rain to complain about autumn sounds. -Zheng Banqiao's Ode to Banana

Four, one, one more. The lights in the banana window outside the window are infinite. Dreams are hard to achieve, and hatred is hard to level. People who don't care don't like to hear it, and the empty steps fall. -Si Wan Yong, "Long Acacia Rain"

5, gain and loss unintentionally always not surprised, Qiu Lai homesick. It usually rains outside the window, unlike tonight. -Li Zhen's Rain at Night

6, the night rain is fine, autumn insects are easy to mourn. In addition to falling leaves under the court, trees will also wind. Soldiers and horses are sent together, and township books are cut every other year. The road back is very difficult, and I feel very strong. -the rainy night in Jiu Si.

7, looking for, cold and clear, miserable. 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! -Li Qingzhao's "Looking for Sound Slowly"

8, everything is ignored. Like what? What is the difference? Wutong was half dead. After first frost, Bai Yuanyang lost her partner. The grass is on the ground and exposed at the beginning. Old habitat and new growth. Lying in an empty bed listening to the rain from the south window, who will mend the clothes at night? -He Zhu, Half-dead Guo Tong Lu Men, Everything is Wrong.

9. There is no flame in the residual lamp. I heard that you have fallen into Jiujiang this evening. Sitting up in a dying illness, the dark wind blew the rain into the cold window. -Yuan Zhen's "Wen Le Tian Shou Jiangzhou Sima"

10, Qiongren went to Xiaosuo, Qiu Lai, and painted phoenix trees on the eaves. The pillow is silent and the moon is full of dreams. The lamp only whimpers, and the anvil squeals. The eyebrows are far away, and the banana is cold. -Geng Yuzhen's "Bodhisattva Man and Jade Qiongren Go to Qiu Lai for Xiao Suo"

1 1, original grass, first appearance. Old habitat and new growth. Lying in an empty bed listening to the rain from the south window, who will mend the clothes at night? -He Zhu's "Half-dead Tong is more important than smelling everything"

12, who reads the west wind alone? The rustling yellow leaves closed the window. Thinking about the past and the future, the sun sets. Sleeping soundly after drinking, gambling books have been scented with tea. At that time, only Tao was ordinary. -Nalan Xingde's "Huanxisha"

13, the window is raining, and you sit still all day. Dropping water outside the curtain feels like a lock. Dreams are hard to cut, my heart is broken, and tears fall from the eaves. Think of me too. -Sun Guangxian's "Rain-blocking Ceremony at the Health Inspection Window"

14, the south wind blows down the lotus picking song, and the night rain adds new liquid waves. There are thirty-six cloud corridors in the Water Temple, and I don't know where the bright moon is. -Wang Meng's "Gong Ci"

15, it rains at night to make autumn, which is in my heart. Teach him to cherish romantic life. Who is sick to the end, who is more shameful. A secret wish is hard to come true if it is not stopped. The bead curtain rolls around the moon like a building. Recalling happy times is really like dreaming, and dreams must stay. -Nalan Xingde's "Langtaosha Rains at Night for Autumn"