Fifty poems about rain (fifty ancient poems with the word rain)

1.50 an ancient poem with the word rain: But now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded.

-Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" knows the rainy season and when spring will happen. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" There are seven or eight stars in the sky, and it rains before Zhongshan at two or three o'clock.

-Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon" The sky street is crisp and crisp, and the grass color is far away. -Tang Hanyu's "Offering Eighteen Members of Zhang Shui Department in Early Spring" Spring tides bring rain late and rush, and there is no boat to cross the wild.

-Wei Wuying's "Xixi on Chuzhou" is wet in clothes, apricot blossoms and rain, and his face is not cold. -Southern Song Dynasty Zhinan monk "Jueju" It rained at home in Huangmei season, and frogs were everywhere in the grass pond.

-Song Zhao Shi Xiu's "Guest" is green and dripping, and there is no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle. -Zhang's "Fishing Songs" is wet, apricot blossoms and rain, and his face is not cold.

-Yinan monk "Jueju" Weicheng is light and dusty in the rain, and the guest house is green and willow. -Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er An Xi" 480 Temple in the Southern Dynasties, how many towers are misty and rainy.

-Du Mu's "Poems of Jiangnan Spring" lies in the middle of the night listening to the wind and rain, and dreams of iron horse glaciers. -Lu You's "The Storm on November 4" It rained in succession during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road wanted to die.

-Du Mu's "Qingming" is sunny and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy. -Su Shi's "Rain after Drinking on the Lake", the mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs.

-Wen Tianxiang's "Crossing the Lonely Ocean" hates clouds, and Jiangnan is still called a beauty. -Wang Yucheng's "Little Red Lip", butterflies both dance on the threshold, and the curtains are rolled up late to keep out the rain.

-Mao Xizhen's Qing Ping Le is a poem about rain. Falling flowers are independent, swift flies. Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan!

Clouds are darkened by rain, and streams are pale by fog. Sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is sunny but sunny.

The dance floor was still there, but the heroes had already gone with the passage of time. Angry, leaning against the railing, resting in the drizzle.

Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, exhausted, and has to withstand the wind and rain. The lamp on the bead curtain shook my lonely heart and went home. There were two red mansions facing the cold and hiding in the rain.

In Ming Dynasty, Xiao Lou listened to the spring rain and sold apricot flowers. When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi.

When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night. Weicheng rainy city is clear of dust, and the guest house is green and willow.

Yesterday, I left, and the willows were reluctant; The road is muddy and difficult to walk, and people are thirsty and hungry. The valley came quickly and fiercely, with dark clouds and heavy rain.

The night will be over, I lie in bed listening to the sound of wind and rain, in a daze in my dream, riding an armored horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield. There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future.

Living in a small building and listening to the falling spring rain, you will hear the sound of selling apricots in the depths of the alley early in the morning. In late autumn, a thousand rains fall on the curtain, and the balcony plays the flute at sunset.

An old man in the bank, wearing a green bamboo hat raincoat and a green raincoat, braved the wind and rain and fished leisurely. He was fascinated by the beautiful spring scenery and didn't even go home in the rain. Just don't forget that this time, the dusk and spring rain crossed the Maple Bridge.

Wind and rain are evil, tireless thatched cottage is low. After the rain, the grass is in the sunset, and the apricot blossoms are fragrant.

It was windy and rainy last night. Deep sleep won't leave a hangover.

Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there. Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? It should be green, fat and red.

Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence.

Sycamore tree, night rain. If you don't leave your feelings, you will suffer.

A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light. The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing.

March storm, closing at dusk, not planning to stay in spring. The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.

Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain. There is no chapter all day, and tears are pouring down.

Hanging down the curtain, Shuang Yan returned to the drizzle. It rains at home in Huangmei season, frogs are everywhere in the grass pond ... tears fall from her sad white face, and pear blossoms bring spring rain.

If you ask how much free time you have. Yichuan tobacco is full of wind.

It rains when plums are yellow. Wind and rain send spring home, flying snow welcomes spring. The cliff is already a hundred feet of ice, and there are beautiful flowers.

Jiang Yu is decadent, the mountains and rivers are empty and rainy, and the rain comes strangely. When it rains, the sky is blue and the clouds are broken. When it rains in the evening, it falls and the pearls jump on the boat. The pavilion was late and the shower began to rest.

All the accounts are not in the mood. I miss places and Lanzhou to urge me to send them. 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 about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk, chutiankuo. Since ancient times, it has been awkward and cold to leave.

Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying. After the New Year, it should be a good time and a good scene.

Customs are strange, who to talk to. Young people in Jie Jiang listen to the rain, and the red candle is dim.

In the prime of life, the boat is listening to the rain, and the wild geese in the river are called the west wind. Now listening to the rain monk Lu, there are stars on his temples.

Sorrow and joy are always ruthless until dawn. Outside the window, the flowers are dancing freely, just like in a dream, the rain is falling and drifting aimlessly, like melancholy.

-Qin Song Guan's "Cold House in the Desert of Huanxisha" is coming, and the cock crows. If you meet a gentleman, you don't have to worry about it? The wind blew through the rain, and there was a cock crow outside the window.

Why not be embarrassed when you meet a gentleman? The wind and rain darkened the sky and the cock crowed outside the window. Didn't Hu Yun like seeing a gentleman? -The book of songs "Wind and Rain" is evil! I want to know you and live a long life.

There is no mausoleum in the mountains, the river is exhausted, thunder and lightning in winter and rain and snow in summer, and heaven and earth are one, but dare to be with you! -Erhan Yuefu's "Shang Xie" all the way to the Altair, Hehan female. Skillful hands, make a loom.

Tears fall like rain all day long; The river is clear and shallow, how much is the difference! Between water and water, there are no words. -Erhan Yuefu's "All the Way to the Altair" followed by * * *, and once resigned.

Water is injected to the east, and there is no turning back to the west. The rainy night falls on the empty steps, and the light of dawn leaves the room in the dark.

I don't drink when I'm sad. When can I be together? -Northern and Southern Dynasties He Xun's "Leaving Sorrow at Night" is puzzling and walks alone for thousands of miles. It rained black in the river, and the waves and Whitestorm began to rise.

-Northern and Southern Dynasties, He Xun, he stared at the desolate moon in the temporary palace, and he heard the bell in the evening rain, cutting his chest. -Tang Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow, Cao Qinghu, Wan Li, and Huang Meiyu walked alone.

I'm worried about the sound of the wind overturning the dark waves and hitting the boat on the beach. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Langtaosha" The wind returns to the clouds and breaks through the rain, and the lake is warm again.

Wild apricots everywhere, broken red spots; The floating water on the lake looks like a neat lawn at first sight. The rain on Bai Yan dried up, his wings became heavy and he had to fly low; The oriole's tongue is quite stiff.

It's not that the spring in Jiangnan is not good, but that I'm one year old, and my mood has also decreased. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Early Spring in the South Lake", the big strings are like rain, and the small strings are light and dense.

Humming, whispering-and then mixing together, like pouring large and small pearls into a plate of jade. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Preface to Pipa" Hongbanjiang Bridge green wine flag, when the pavilion is warm and the sun is slanting.

Poor rain stops the east wind, and thousands of trees hang down separately. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Yang Liuzhi" cried early and rested, and the residual lights went out.

Through the window, you know that it rains at night, and bananas speak first. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Rain at Night" Badong sailed to Brazil, and the waves washed out the wind and rain.

Polygonum hydropiper is cold and red, and Gracilaria leaves are blue and sad. —。

2.50 ancient poems about rain: The Book of Songs.

The Book of Songs

Look at the sea and Cao Cao

Drink Tao Yuanming

Say goodbye to the viceroy and go to Bo for his post.

Wang Wan, the next berth of Beibao Mountain.

Give it to Wang Wei.

I heard that Wang Changling moved to Longbiaoyao and gave this to Li Bai.

Li Bai is hard to walk.

Wang Yue Huaiyuan Zhang Jiuling

Du Fu in Spring

The hut was broken by the autumn wind, Du Fu

A song "Snow White" sent Tian Shuji Wu home.

In early spring, he became Han Yu of the Ministry of Water Resources.

Reward Lotte and present Liu Yuxi's first meeting in Yangzhou.

Bai Juyi, don't buy it.

Bai Juyi in Qiantang River in spring.

Lihe Yanmen Taishouhang

Chibi Du Mu

Bo Qinhuai Du Mu

Notes for Friends in the North on a Rainy Night Li Shangyin

Untitled Li shangyin

Meet in

Fisherman Ao Fan Zhongyan

Huanxisha

Deng Fei Laifeng Wang Anshi

Jiangchengzi? Sushi went hunting in Michigan.

Su Shi, the head of Shuidiao Song.

Xin Qiji, the top scholar.

Guo Yangwen Tian Xiang

Tianjingsha? Ma Zhiyuan, Qiu Si

Goat? Tongguan Huaiguzhang

Poems by Gong Zizhen and Ji Hai

Shang Mo sang Cao Cao

Although the tortoise lives long, Cao Cao.

Gui Tian yuan ju Tao Yuanming

The Folk Song Mulan Ci in the Northern Dynasties

Looking at Dongting Lake from afar —— addressed to Premier Zhang

Li Bai bid farewell to his friends at Jingmen Ferry.

Xie Tiao Building in Xuanzhou Farewell School Book Shu Yun Li Bai

Yellow Crane Tower in Cui Hao

The meditation place behind the broken mountain temple

I left and moved to Languan to show my nephew Xiang Hanyu.

Liu Yuxi, an autumn poet

Yi Jiangnan Wen tingjun

Huanxisha Romance

Zui Hua Yin Li Qingzhao

Between clouds and summer? pure

On the Poetry Zhao Yi

The Biography of Tao Yuanming by Mr.

3. 50 words about rain: green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, no need to go back to the oblique wind and drizzle. -Zhang "Fishing Songs"

The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold. -Monk Zhinan's quatrains

Weicheng is also lighter than rain and dust, and the guest house is green and willow. -Wang Wei's "Send Yuan II An Xi"

More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain. -Du Mu's "Jiang Nanchun Jueju"

The night will be over, I lie in bed listening to the sound of wind and rain, in a daze in my dream, riding an armored horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield. -Lu You's The Storm of November 4th.

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

Seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three rains in front of the mountain ―― Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon

How many flowers fall after a stormy night. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"

Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. -Du Mu's Tomb-Sweeping Day

The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. -Su Shi's Drinking Rain after Chu Qing on the Lake.

The mountains and rivers are broken, the wind is drifting, and life experiences the rain ―― Wen Tianxiang's Crossing the Lingdingyang.

After the rain, an empty mountain stands in the autumn night —— (Wang Wei: living in autumn)

There is no rain on the mountain road, and the air is green and wet —— (Wang Wei: In the Mountains)

Wu, a man from Lianjiang on a cold rainy night, and the lonely Chushan —— Wang Changling: Lotus Inn and Xin Jian Break Up.

4. The Complete Poems about Rain 1. But now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded. Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn")

2. The empty mountain after the rain stands in the autumn evening. (Wang Wei's "Mountain Autumn Borer")

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

It didn't rain on the mountain road, and my clothes were wet. (In the Mountains by Wang Wei)

5. Green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle. (Zhang "Yu Gezi")

6. Sleeping at night listening to the wind and rain, iron horse glacier dream. (Lu You's November 4th storm)

7. It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. (Du Mu's Qingming)

8. Wu, a cold rainy night person, is seeing Chu Mountain off. (Wang Changling "Breaking up with Xin Jian at Furong Inn")

9. Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow. (Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er An Xi")

10. The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy. (Su Shi's Rain after Drinking on the Lake)

5.50 An ancient poem about the rain The Book of Songs Guan Ju watched the sea and drank with Cao Cao. Tao Yuanming said goodbye to the deputy viceroy, set off for Shu, stopped at Beibao Mountain, Wang Wan, made the border, and moved to Longbiao Kiln, and sent this letter to Li Bai, saying that it was difficult to go, Li Bai, Wang Yue, Huaiyuan, Zhang Jiuling and Chun. Goodbye. Cutting Wheat Qiantang Lake Spring Tour Yanmen Taishouxing Li He Chibi Du Mubo Qinhuai Rainy Night Notes to Northern Friends Li Shangyin Untitled Li Shangyin Meets Li Yu Fisherman Ao Fan Zhongyan Huanxisha Deng Feilaifeng Wang Anshi Jiangchengzi? Mizhou Hunting Su Shi's Water Melody Song Head Su Shi's Broken Fighter Xin Qiji crossed Dingdingyang Wen Tianxiang Tianjingsha? Qiu Si Ma Zhiyuan Mountain Slope Sheep? Tongguan nostalgia Zhang Jihai's miscellaneous poems Gong Zizhen Cao Gui although Cao Gui pastoral Tao Yuanming Mulan Ci Northern Dynasty folk song Dongting Lake Message Zhang Prime Minister Jingmen Ferry Farewell Li Bai Xuanzhou Xie Tiao Building Farewell School Shu Li Bai Yellow Crane Tower Broken Mountain Temple Back Zen Room Wang Jianqian Lan Guanxian's grandnephew Yu Qiu Ci Liu Yuxi recalls Jiangnan Wen Tingyun Huanxisha Yan Shu Zui Hua Yin Li Qingzhao Bie Yun Xia? On Yi and Mr. Wu Liu's poetry biography Tao Yuanming.

6. Poems about rain. But now I remember that night, that storm. I wonder how many flowers were broken. (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn")

The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night. (Wang Wei: "Autumn in a Mountain Residence")

Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. (Du Fu: "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night")

There is no rain on the mountain road and the air is green and wet.

An old man in the bank, wearing a green bamboo hat raincoat and a green raincoat, braved the wind and rain and fished leisurely. He was fascinated by the beautiful spring scenery and didn't even go home in the rain. (Zhang: "Yu Gezi")

The night will be over, I lie in bed listening to the sound of wind and rain, in a daze in my dream, riding an armored horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield. (Lu You: The Storm of November 4th)

Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. (Du Mu: "Qingming")

On a cold rainy night, Wu lives alone in Chushan, Fujian. (Wang Changling: Breaking up with Xin Jian at Furong Inn)

The acropolis bathed in rain and light dust, and the guest house was green and willow-colored. (Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er An Xi")

The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. (Su Shi: "Drinking on the Lake after Chu Qing")

Green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle. -Zhang's Fishing Song.

The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold. -Monk Zhinan's quatrains

Weicheng is also lighter than rain and dust, and the guest house is green and willow. -Wang Wei's "Send Yuan II An Xi"

More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain. -Du Mu's "Jiang Nanchun Jueju"

The night will be over, I lie in bed listening to the sound of wind and rain, in a daze in my dream, riding an armored horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield. -Lu You's The Storm of November 4th.

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

Seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three rains in front of the mountain ―― Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon

How many flowers fall after a stormy night. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"

Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. -Du Mu's Tomb-Sweeping Day

Outside the window, the flowers are dancing freely, just like in a dream, the rain is falling and drifting aimlessly, like melancholy. -Close "Huanxisha Lonely Cold Building"

Wei's Dwelling House: Although the nobles are different, everyone has a camp when they go out. There is nothing to pull, so this seclusion. Rainy night is coming, I wonder if spring grass will grow. The green hills are breaking dawn, and birds are singing in the house. Sometimes I make dolls with Taoist priests or walk with firewood. Since the Ann Jian bad, this person is bo Rong Shi.

Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night": 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.

Bai Juyi's Shang Yang White Haired Man: "Worrying about the shadow on the back wall of the lamp, the dark rain rustles against the window."

Jiang Kui's "Ping Fu sees a move and doesn't want to leave": I'm too old to listen to orchestral music, and it's not convenient to have a drink when I'm sick. Life is alive, and it is rare to encounter good rain before the summer heat this autumn; When enjoying the cool, please let me stay at home with a warm pillow.

Su Shi's Ding Fengbo: If you don't listen to the leaves beating in the Woods, why not sing and walk slowly? Bamboo poles and sandals are more dexterous than riding horses. What's to be afraid of? A raincoat and hemp fiber, despite the wind and rain, still live my life. The cold spring breeze woke me up, and the weather was a little cold, but the mountains caught my eye with oblique photos. Looking back at the bleak land, there is no wind, no rain and no eyes. (My favorite, hehe)

Fang Yue's Listening to the Rain: Zhu Zhai sleeps and listens to the rain, and moss grows in his dreams. Opposite the lonely mountain, idle birds don't guess.

Wei's Xixi Chuzhou: I pity the grass alone, and there are orioles singing in the trees. The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing.

Wang Zao's "Two Stories of Things": Swallows talk about youth in summer, and Qinghuai Courtyard is not overcast. No one saw the rain in the west window, and the banana was just a few feet away.

Wentong's "After the Rain in Beizhai": After the rain, two birds come to occupy bamboo, and in autumn, a butterfly looks for flowers.

Zheng Wenbao's Liu Zhi Ci: Pavilion painting is a spring pool until pedestrians are half drunk; Regardless of the misty rain, I will hate Jiangnan.

Xu Fuchun visits the lake: When will the swallows return? Peach branches on both sides of the river are soaked in water, and red peach blossoms are in bloom. After a few days of rain, the river rose and flooded the small bridge, so people could not cross the river. At this time, a boat slowly sailed out from the shade of willow trees.

Weng Juan's "April in the Country": The mountains and rivers are all white, and the rain is like smoke in the sound of rules. In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields.

Zhao Shixiu's Guest: It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond. It's past midnight, and the invited guests haven't come yet. I tapped the chess pieces bored and shook the wick of an oil lamp. (What a beautiful artistic conception)

Wang Changling's Farewell to Xin Jian in Furong Inn: It's cold and rainy at night, and it's clear to see off guests in Chushan. Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!

The article's "More Leakage": Indus, the rain in the middle of the night, is the pain of love that never gives up. A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light.

Dai Shulun's Suxi Pavilion: Yan did not return in the Spring Festival Evening, and a misty rain chilled the apricot blossoms.

Li Shangyin: You asked me that the return date was undecided, and the rain rose in the autumn pool at night. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.

7. Ancient poetry: Rain is coming, and the wind fills the building, leaning against the railing to rest the drizzle-Song Yuefei's "Man Jiang Xie Hong Huai"

During Qingming Festival, there are many rains, and pedestrians on the road want to lose their souls —— Qingming by Tang Dumu

Wind and rain send the spring home, and snow flies to welcome the spring —— Yongmei in modern Mao Zedong.

Peach and plum blossom, spring breeze blows down, and after autumn rain —— Tang Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow

He gazed at the desolate moon in the temporary palace, and he heard the bells in the late rain cutting his chest-Song of Eternal Sorrow by Don Bai Juyi.

Tears rolled down her sad white face, like spring rain on pear flowers —— Song of Eternal Sorrow by Don Bai Juyi

The bedside table is dry, and the feet of rain are like hemp —— Tang Du Fu's "The Hut is Blown by Autumn Wind"

There are thousands of spacious buildings that protect the world. The poor are all happy, and the wind and rain are still peaceful —— Tang Du Fu's "The Hut is Blown by the Autumn Wind"

It's dusk, I'm alone, and it's stormy-the businessman described by Song.

The mountains and rivers are broken, the clouds are surging, and life experiences are ups and downs. The rain leveled —— Wen Song Tian Xiang's Crossing the Zero Ding Yang

It's a rainy night in Wu, and it's plain to see visitors off in Chushan —— The Lotus Inn Farewell to Xin Jian by Tang Wang Changling.

An empty mountain stands on an autumn night after the rain —— Autumn Night in the Mountains by Tang Wang Wei

When you ask about the untimely return date, it rains at night in autumn pond —— Notes on Tang Shangyin's Rainy Night to Northern Friends.

Clear water, empty mountains and rainy days —— Two poems "Drinking Rain on Lake Chuqing" (Part Two)

Chilling, Pavilion at Night, Shower at First —— Chilling in Song Dynasty

Last night, the rain suddenly dispersed-Song Liqing took a photo of "Like a dream, the rain suddenly dispersed last night"

Lishan dialect stops at midnight, tears ring, but there is no complaint —— Qing Nalan Xingde's "Mulan Ci", an antique statement, is a friend of Cambodia.

The morning rain in Weicheng is light, and the green willow in the guest room is new-Qu/Song Yuan's second envoy An Xiwei

8. The more beautiful the poem about rain, the better. 1, Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night.

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.

2. Han Yu's Early Spring is an 18-year-old member of the Ministry of Water Affairs.

The rain in Tianjie is as slippery as crisp,

The color of the grass is close in the distance, but not at all.

The biggest advantage is that one spring,

It's better than the smoke willow in the imperial city.

3. Notes written by Li Shangyin to friends in the north on a rainy night.

June asked whether the return date has not yet been determined.

Autumn pool night rain rises.

When * * * cut off the western window candle,

But words in the rain at night.

4. Lu You's "Lin 'an Spring Rain Begins"

In recent years, officials are interested in a thin layer of gauze. Who will let me take a bus to Kyoto to visit this bustling city?

Living in a small building and listening to the falling spring rain, you will hear the sound of selling apricots in the depths of the alley early in the morning.

Slowly spread out small pieces of paper sideways, every word is organized, carefully boil water and tea under the sun window, skim it and try to taste famous tea.

Oh, don't sigh that the dust in Kyoto will stain the white clothes, and there is still time to return to the mirror house in Lake Ubak.

On June 27, 5, Su Shi's Drunk Book at Wanghu Building.

Dark clouds can't hide the mountains.

Bai Yu jumped into the boat.

The wind comes and blows away,

Overlooking the lake, the water is like the sky.

6. Yang Wanli's Listening to the Rain

Last year, I returned to the ship to live in Yanling.

When the rain hit the awning, I heard the light.

Last night,

It's called the sound of a dream tent.

7. Zhao Shixiu's The Guest

It rains at home in Huangmei season.

Frogs are everywhere in the grass pond.

I can't make an appointment for midnight,

Knock the chess pieces at will and fall black and blue.

8. The rain in Jianmen Road.

Dust and wine stains on clothes,

Travel is everywhere.

Is this a poet?

Riding a donkey into the sword gate in the drizzle.

9. Li Qingzhao's Dream.

Last night, it rained suddenly and the wind blew, so I slept soundly and didn't consume wine. Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there. You know what? You know what? It should be green, fat and thin!

10, Liu Yongling

Cold and sad. The pavilion was late and the shower began to rest. All the accounts are not in the mood. I miss places and Lanzhou to urge me to send them. 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 about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk, chutiankuo.

Since ancient times, feelings have hurt and left, and the autumn season is even more worthy of being left out! Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Yang Liuan, Xiao Feng and 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?

1 1, Dai Wangshu's rain lane

Holding an oil-paper umbrella alone

As if wandering in the leisurely.

Lonely rain lane,

Hope to meet.

One sample at a time.

A sad aunt.

She does.

Lilacs have the same color,

Fragrance is the same as Ding Xiang.

Ding Xiang is a kind of sadness,

Mourning in the rain,

Sadness and resentment seem awkward;

She seems to wander in this lonely rain lane,

Hold an oil-paper umbrella

Like me,

Like me.

Momo is gone,

Cold desert, sad and clear, melancholy.

She approached quietly.

Get close and throw again

Too much eye light,

She floated by.

Like a dream,

Sad as a dream.

Like floating in a dream

A fragrant land,

I passed this woman by;

She left quietly, left,

A crumbling fence,

Walk through this rainy path.

In the lamentation of the rain,

Fade her face,

Break up her powder room,

Disappeared, even hers.

Too much eye light,

Ding Xiang's melancholy.

Holding an oil-paper umbrella alone

As if wandering in the leisurely.

Lonely rain lane,

I hope to float over.

One sample at a time.

A sad aunt.

9. A complete collection of poems about rain, but now I think of that night, that storm, and I don't know how many flowers I folded. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"

Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. -Du Mu's Tomb-Sweeping Day

The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold. -Zhinan's "Jueju"

Rain in the east, sunrise in the east, said it was not sunny, but it was still sunny. -Liu Yuxi's "Two Zhuzhi Ci Poems, the First Part"

The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night. -Wang Wei's Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains

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

Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"

The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing. -Wei in Xixi Chuzhou

Falling Flowers Independent, Swift Qi Fei. -Yan Dao Ji's "Linjiang Fairy, Dream Back, Tower Lock"

Peach and plum spring breeze, a glass of wine, ten years of night rain. -Huang Tingjian's "Send the Yellow Number Back"

Living in a small building and listening to the falling spring rain, you will hear the sound of selling apricots in the depths of the alley early in the morning. -Lu You's First Night of Spring Rain in Lin 'an

The buds just growing at the foot of the mountain are soaked in the stream, and the sand road between the pine trees is washed away by the rain. In the evening, the rain began to trickle down, and cuckoo calls came from the pine forest. -Su Shi's "Huanxisha Youqiushui Qingquan Temple"