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Poems about the sadness of spring rain

1. What are the sad poems about rain? 1 but now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded.

Interpretation of Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn": The meaning of this poem is: the spring rain at night is falling, and the wind is lingering and soft, like the accompaniment of strings. However, rain and wind make flowers fall easily. How many petals should be scattered on the ground? This poem expresses the poet's thoughts and feelings about spring.

Good rain knows the season, and spring comes. Interpretation of Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night: Timely rain seems to know the season. Spring has come, it comes quietly at night with the spring breeze, silently moistening everything.

Three or eight stars came out of the sky, and it rained before two or three o'clock. -Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon" Interpretation: There are seven or eight stars in the sky, and it rains before Zhongshan at two or three o'clock: there are light clouds in the sky, the twinkling stars are hidden from time to time, and there is light rain in front of the mountain.

For 4 days, the street was crisp and crisp, but the grass color was far and near. -Interpretation of Tang Hanyu's "Showing Zhang Eighteen Members of the Ministry of Water in Early Spring": There is a lot of drizzle over the Capital Avenue, which is as fine as butter, and the water plants are faintly connected in the distance, but it looks sparse and sporadic at close range.

Because Beijing is at the foot of the son of heaven, the streets on the capital are also called Tianjie. Moisturizing means nourishing everything, crispness is a feeling for people, and it is also a state of everything in the world, which is very comfortable and harmonious.

Spring tides bring rain late and come in a hurry, and there is no boat to cross the wild. -Interpretation of Wei's Xixi Chuzhou: In the evening, when it rains, the tide rises more fiercely. There are no pedestrians in the country ferry, and a ferry is moored across the river.

In this photo of the boat crossing in the rain, the late tide and spring rain make the water more urgent. The suburban ferry is more deserted at the moment.

Maybe the boatman has gone home to rest, only to see the empty ferry drifting freely. It contains the poet's sorrow that he has accomplished nothing.

6 I want to wet apricot flowers and rain, but I don't want to blow the breeze. -Interpretation of "Jueju" by the Southern Song Dynasty monk Zhi Nan: In the spring of March, apricot blossoms are in full bloom, and the drizzle seems to be deliberately wetting my clothes.

Gently brushing people's faces, the warm wind with the fresh breath of willows is intoxicating. It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond.

-Song Zhao Shi Xiu's interpretation of "The Guest": When the plums are yellow and ripe, it rains continuously, and frogs can be seen everywhere in the grass pond. 8 green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, oblique wind and drizzle need not be returned.

-Interpretation of Zhang's "Fishing Song": An old fisherman sat on a leisurely boat and caught a fat mandarin fish. The old fisherman wore a brown hemp fiber and a bamboo hat, and he didn't go home on rainy days because he was fascinated by the scenery in early spring ~! 9 I want to wet apricot flowers and rain, and I have another village. -Shi Zhinan's monk "Jueju": In the spring of March, apricot blossoms are in full bloom, and the drizzle seems to be deliberately wetting my clothes, and it keeps raining.

Gently brushing people's faces, the warm wind with the fresh breath of willows is intoxicating. 10 the acropolis is also light dust in the rain, and the guest house is green and willow.

-Interpretation of Wang Wei's "Sending Yuan to the Twenty Shores of Xi": The light rain in the morning moistened the dust on the Acropolis, and the branches and leaves of willow trees in the hostel covered with green tiles were particularly fresh. I sincerely suggest that you have another drink. Out of the Buddhist paradise, you will never have any bosom friends again.

1 1 Four hundred and eighty halls in southern dynasties, with many towers and misty rain. -Interpretation of Du Mu's Poems on Spring Day in Jiangnan: There are temples, which are an important part of the transition of Jiangnan scenery and have been smashed into vicissitudes. Many Buddhist buildings left over from the Southern Dynasties are looming in the spring breeze and spring rain, adding confusing beauty.

What the poet said here is not "480 temples facing north", but "480 temples facing south", which obviously has different meanings. The rulers of the Southern Dynasties lost their lives for Buddhism, wasted people's money and built a large number of temples. "Southern History Guo Ancestral Family" said: "When the emperor understands Buddhist scriptures, he will change his customs. Therefore, the ancestors said that they all went to more than 500 Buddhist temples, which were extremely magnificent, with more than 100 thousand monks and nuns. The assets are rich, and there are no words in the county. "

On this basis, Mutu said that there are obviously fewer "480 temples". Today, the "480 Temple in the Southern Dynasties" has become a historical relic and an integral part of the beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River.

There is no lack of irony in aesthetics, and the connotation of poetry is richer. The four sentences in this poem are all scenic words, each with its own characteristics.

There are sounds and colors, space expansion and time tracking. In just 28 words, the poet painted a vivid and verve picture of spring scenery in the south of the Yangtze River in very popular language.

12 lying in the middle of the night listening to the wind and rain, dreaming of MOS rail glacier. Interpretation of Lu You's November 4th Storm: In the middle of the night, I was lying in bed, hearing the sound of wind and rain, and dreamt in a daze that I was riding an armored war horse, crossing the frozen river and coming to the northern battlefield.

13 the water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy. -Su Shi's "Rain after Drinking on the Lake" Under the bright sunshine, the West Lake is rippling and sparkling, which is very beautiful.

Under the rain curtain, the mountains around the West Lake are fascinating, as if nothing had happened, which is very wonderful. From the title, we can know that the poet gave a banquet in the West Lake on this day. It was sunny at first, and then it rained.

In the eyes of poets who are good at appreciating natural beauty, the sunny and rainy state of the West Lake is beautiful and wonderful. "Fine weather" and "strange sound of rain" are the poet's praise for the beautiful scenery of the West Lake.

14 the mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs. -Interpretation of Wen Tianxiang's Crossing the Lingdingyang: The mountains and rivers in the Song Dynasty are fragmented, like catkins scattered by the wind; My life is ups and downs, just like duckweed hit by rain in the water.

15 Rain hates cloud sorrow, and Jiangnan is still called Kerry. -Interpretation of Wang Yucheng's "Eye-catching Lips": Rain hates clouds and worries, which is a strong expression of the supervisor's feelings.

Rain and clouds in nature have no emotion, but the poet thinks that the continuous rain in the south of the Yangtze River is obviously hateful. Gray clouds are piled up layer by layer, which is clearly the sadness of accumulation.

However, even in this hateful cloud and rain, the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is still beautiful, and this poem poetically uses the words "beautiful land in the south of the Yangtze River, the imperial capital of Jinling". Wang Yucheng uses the word "still" to point out that he has only inherited the views of his predecessors, revealing a helpless mood: 16 butterflies both wear threshold dances, and the curtain rolls up to cover the rain at night. -Interpretation of Mao Xizhen's "Qing Ping Le": In late spring, the family is lonely, butterflies wear the threshold, and it is raining at dusk.

The east wind sends warmth, and the red is formed. This situation is very interesting.

People are sad in the boudoir and have no intention of cooking jade furnace smoke.

2. A sad sentence describing the spring rain. A sad sentence describing the rain

1, quietly, I sat at the table and stared at the rain; Listen to this heartbeat; Condense this yearning ... let this unforgettable feeling go deep into the rhythmic life, then melt into every drop of rain and fill your corner; Into a trickle, soaking every inch of land you have stepped on.

2. Heaven and earth, it rains. Manzhu is red everywhere, and the running water forgets Sichuan.

It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.

4, rain or shine, everything is reincarnation, and the rain in the world is also a kind of everything! Then, it won't disappear, at least in the time and space where the earth exists, it can't disappear; Therefore, it is doomed that my yearning for you will not disappear, at least in my life!

I didn't know that when I died, staring at the sky was so bleak, and the groans of snowbirds swept away obliquely. I saw your face floating in the light blue sky, and the heavy rain wet your hair, so I smiled, because I saw you, as happy as a child.

In the sentence describing the spring rain, you should stick your stomach on the water sadly and fly low.

Rain is the most common, better than smoke willow all over the imperial city, like a filament, birds are singing. I have read your tender feelings like water, and my heart is pounding with the melodious music, turning into soil: the rain in the sky is crisp, and the stream flowing at the foot of the mountain is green and willow. In the spring breeze, everything wakes up.

Here it comes.

Snowflakes on the edge during the day. In a crisscross ditch, a spring rain began to fall and the water turned green.

A few misty spring rains. Spring rain is meticulous.

Water the earth. Moistened by the spring rain, it slipped on the desolate plateau, densely woven obliquely, and gently moistened the earth and people's hearts. I just think it's like a kind of wet smoke. So, through the eyes of music.

The plan of the year lies in spring, walking alone in the snow, growing under the moisture of spring rain, and the wheat seedlings grow greener. Rain is as light and thin as spun silk.

Look, gently falling in the silent winter night, I have been watching your return on the island of missing. Just like the ancient poem said, kissing the earth, the spring rain outside the window, green mountains and green waters.

Spring rain falls from the sky, and the spring water gurgles. My thoughts began with the morning bell and the evening drum, and it takes three or two days to jump on the green leaves. The soil comes from the ground, and the soft spring breeze warms the river like cow hair.

I feel a kind of beauty is leaving me.

When white clouds are sleeping soundly in the sky, willows spread their branches and leaves in the spring rain.

Walking in the rain without hesitation, rolling down along the spirituality of water, you can't feel the dripping of fish.

The continuous spring rain dyed the earth green.

You moisten the life of the earth with moist emotions. Yang Shu. Don't be upset.

Someone died in despair. At this moment, there was a thin layer of smoke on someone else's roof.

The overflowing river overflows with red dust, and you come obliquely from that burning anxiety. Look!

You wake up in the morning with light steps, greedily sucking the sweet rain, and in a poetic and elegant temperament, it begins to rain again!

The earth warms your cold heart with its warm body.

Someone wakes up in the watch, like a flower needle, cauliflower blooms more golden, and the plan of the day lies in the morning. I am coming from the music call of spring rain, more and more beautiful, surrounded by happiness and pain at the same time, and I can't hear the sound;

Your graceful posture is like that red dragonfly, turning into a drop of spring rain and a Firefox. Peach blossoms are blooming, but the grass color is far and near.

My friend, this is the best time of spring in a year.

4. Poems about Spring Rain Jiang Yu decadent Jiang Cao Qi Mountain is empty and rainy, strange mountains blame the rain, lying in the rain at night listening to the wind and rain, the sound of rain falls, and you Yan Yuezhou. Good rain knows how much it rains, but now I think of that night, the heavy rain in Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die. Falling Flowers Independent, Swift Qi Fei. There are seven or eight stars flying in the sky, and it is raining for two or three minutes in front of the mountain. Cold rain at night, Wu. Pingming Fujian Chu Yun is dark and rainy, while the rain in Dongxixi is light and foggy. There is sunshine but misty rain on the road, and there is no rain or shine in life.

In the evening of the pavilion, the shower stopped at the beginning of the pavilion, and the wind kept blowing away. Angry, leaning against the railing and resting in the drizzle is already a lonely sorrow at dusk, and it is even more stormy.

Green bamboo hats, green clothes, oblique wind and drizzle don't have to go back to the small building. A lantern on a bead curtain shook my lonely heart and I went home. There are two red houses facing the wind and covered by rain. I listened to the apricot flowers sold in the deep alley of the spring rain in the Ming Dynasty and asked if it was not the date to return the book. The rain rose to the autumn pool in the evening. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.

The acropolis is dusty in Qingyu City, and the guest house is green and willow-colored. Today, I think it's raining, the wind and rain are blowing in the dark, the MOS rail glacier is dreaming, the rain in the sky is crisp, the grass in the distance is close at hand, but there is no small building to listen to the spring rain all night. In the deep alley, there are thousands of rain curtains selling apricot flowers in late autumn, the wind and water on the balcony are Ming Che at sunset, and the mountains are strangely green when it rains. Yu Meiren? Listening to the rain Jie Jiang teenagers listen to the rain songs upstairs, red candle faint Luo Zhang.

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. 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.

There were many pagodas in the misty rain 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 that green and fat phoenix tree that is raining in Mao Mao, and it will drip at dusk.

This time, it is the first time. It rained at midnight. 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.

The clothes are stained with apricot flowers and rain, and the face is cold. Winter thunder bursts with summer rain (sound desire, the word is this). In the snow is rainy and windy, and it closes at dusk, so it's not going 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.

In Huangmei season, it rains at home, the grass pond is full of frogs, tears fall from her sad white face, pear blossoms hate clouds in spring rain, and Jiangnan is still called Kerry. -Wang Yucheng's "Little Crimson Lips" Both butterflies dance on the threshold, and the curtain rolls at night to drain the rain.

-Mao Xizhen's "Qingpingle" is chilling 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, 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. 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. It's already a hundred feet of ice on the cliff. Spring and Budze have flowers and beautiful flowers, and everything is brilliant. -I don't know who cut the thin leaves in Han Yuefu's ancient poem "Long Songs". The spring breeze in February is like scissors. -"The most beneficial spring of the year is better than the smoke willow pouring into the imperial capital"-Tang Hanyu's "Offering Eighteen Members of Zhang Shui Department in Early Spring" is a peach blossom outside the bamboo, and the spring river warms the duck prophet.

-Su Songshi's "Two Night Scenes by the Hui Chong River" knows that the east wind is always spring. -Song Zhuxi's "Spring Day" wet clothes, face cold willows. -Southern Song Dynasty. -Bai Juyi's "Qiantang Spring Tour" surprised the tits in the moon and sounded in the spring.

-Wang Wei's "Bird Watching Creek" Spring tides bring rain late and rush, and no one crosses the boat in the wild. Wei's Xixi Going to Chuzhou describes an ancient poem in summer. Lotus leaves meet the sky, and the lotus leaves are infinitely bright, reflecting a different kind of sunshine. Yang Wanli's Jingci Temple sends the forest to the forest. When it rains in Huangmei, frogs are everywhere in the grass pond. Song Zhao's Inviting guests. Why do you hate Fang Fei when he leaves? The trees in summer are gloomy and pleasant.

5. What are the sad poems about rain? He stared at the desolate moon in his temporary palace, and he heard the rain at dusk cut his chest. -Tang Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow

The general idea is: (because I miss Yang Guifei) Tang Xuanzong was sad to see the moonlight in the palace and was sad to hear the bell at night.

2, cold and sad, late for Changting. At the beginning of the shower, the doors are empty, the party is lingering, and the blue boat is urging. -Northern Song Dynasty, Liu Yong's "Yulinling"

Meaning: Cicada after autumn is so sad and urgent. Facing the pavilion, it was at night and a sudden rain had just stopped. Outside Kyoto, farewell dinner, but no mood to drink. When I was reluctant to go, the people on board had already urged me to start.

3. It rained suddenly last night, and I slept soundly without consuming alcohol. Asked the shutter door person, Haitang is still the same. Know what? Know what? It should be green, fat, red and thin. -Song Liqingzhao, "Like a dream, the wind and rain suddenly last night"

It rained sparsely last night and the night wind was very strong. Although I slept soundly all night, the fish's mouth still lingered. Ask the maid of the shutter, what about the begonia in the garden? But she told me that begonia flowers are still the same as before. Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? After a night of wind and rain, the begonia tree should be lush with green leaves and red flowers withered.

4, sad pillow on the night rain, a little rain. -Song Qingzhao, "Adding words to pick mulberry seeds, who planted banana trees in front of the window"

I was so sad that I couldn't sleep, but it began to rain in the middle of the night, dribs and drabs, and it kept ringing.

5, teenagers listen to the rain songs upstairs, red candle 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. -Jie Jiang's "Yu Meiren Listening to the Rain" in Southern Song Dynasty

Moral: When I was a child, I listened to the rain on the rostrum, the red candle lit up, and the curtains were faint under the dim light. Middle-aged people, on a boat in a foreign country, are watching the drizzle, the vast river, the water and the sky, the west wind, and a lonely goose that has lost its flock moans.

6. Dancing on the stage, the wind is always blowing away. -Xin Qiji in the Southern Song Dynasty, "Never Meet Le Jingkou Gubeiting Nostalgia"

7. Four hundred and eighty halls in southern dynasties, how many towers are misty and rainy. -Tang Du Mu's "Jiang Nanchun Jueju"

Meaning: There are more than 480 ancient temples left over from the Southern Dynasties, and countless terraces are shrouded in wind, clouds and rain.

8, cold rain Lianjiang night people Wu, Fujian Chushan people lonely. -Wang Changling "Breaking up with Xin Jian at Furong Inn"

Meaning: misty rain, spread all over Wudi Jiangtian overnight; Seeing you off in the morning, I feel lonely and sad for Chushan!

9. It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. -Tang Du Mu's Tomb-Sweeping Day

On this day, it rained in Mao Mao, Tomb-Sweeping Day, and people who traveled on the road were as confused and desolate as if they had lost their souls.

10, the rain outside the curtain is gurgling, and the spring is fading. Allred-rochow is too cold to stand. -Li Yu's "Langtaosha Order"

Moral: the rain outside the curtain is gurgling, and the strong spring will disappear. Luo Zhi's brocade quilt can't stand the cold of the fifth watch.

"Rain" image in poetry;

Rain is a common image in China's classical poems. As a carrier of melancholy, rain is often used to express sadness. The sadder the rain is, the more it can reflect the poet's inner sadness. Therefore, poetry is more bitter and sad. Rain and tears reveal between the lines how much sadness the wind and rain have brought.

6. A poem describing the spring rain. 1. "A plum cut, a pear was hit by the rain, and the door was closed."

Yin Mingtang

Rain hits pear blossoms and closes the door, forgetting youth and missing it. Pleasure * * * Who said that? Flowers are charming, and the moon is charming.

Sorrow gathers eyebrows, and a thousand tears mark ten thousand tears marks. See the sky at dawn and the clouds at dusk. When I walk, I miss you; Even when I am sitting, I miss you.

Close the door and listen to the sound of the rain beating pear blossoms through the window, thus failing to live up to youth and wasting it. Even if you have a cheerful mood, who can you share it with? Under the flower, I feel dejected, under the moon, I feel dejected. All day, I frowned like Dai Feng, leaving thousands of tears on my face. I watch the clouds from morning till night. I miss you when I walk and miss you when I sit!

Second, "Meet Lin Huan Hua Xie Chun Hong"

Five Dynasties Li Yu

Hua Lin thanked Chunhong and left in a hurry. Helpless, cold rain comes early and wind comes late.

Cochineal tears, stay drunk, when heavy. Naturally, people hate water when they grow up.

Colorful flowers fade in an instant, and spring comes too hastily. Also very helpless. How can flowers endure the cold and rain day and night? The rainy forest flowers are so charming that they drop like the tears of a beautiful woman. Flowers and people who love flowers are attached. When can we meet again? There are too many regrets in life, just like the river that died in the east, which never stops and never ends.

7. Ancient Poems Describing the Spring Rain (65,438+00) The ancient poems describing the Spring Rain are: 65,438+0, "Xiao Chun" Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran, this morning in spring, I woke up briskly, and birds were singing everywhere.

How many flowers fall after a stormy night. In spring, when I woke up, I didn't realize that it was already dawn and birds were singing everywhere.

Recall how many fragrant spring flowers were blown down by the wind and rain last night. 2, "Qingming" Tang Dynasty: During the Qingming period of Du Mu, there were many rains, and pedestrians on the road wanted to break their souls.

Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. During the Qingming Festival in the south of the Yangtze River, the drizzle drifted one after another, and all the passengers on the road were down and out.

Asked the local people where to buy wine to drown their sorrows, the shepherd boy smiled and pointed to Xinghuashan Village. 3, "After the Spring Rain" Tang Dynasty: Last night, it rained for a while in Meng Jiao, which was the fate of Su Qun.

The most prophetic thing is that the grass struggles out. Last night, I heard the sound of light rain. Is it God who wants to wake up these sleeping things? What first knew that spring was coming? The grass in the yard has been scrambling to grow green sharp buds.

4, "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Tang Dynasty: Du Fu knew that the rainy season was good, when spring happened. 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.

Good rain knows the solar terms of rain, just when plants sprout and grow in spring. As the spring breeze quietly falls at night, it silently moistens everything in spring.

On a rainy night, the field path was dark, and only the lights on the river boat flashed alone. Looking at the flowers soaked in rain at dawn, they are beautiful and red, and the whole Jinguan City has become a world of flowers and flowers.

In the early spring, Zhang and other eighteen members of the Ministry of Water Affairs appeared. In the Tang Dynasty, the rain was crisp and the grass was near. This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.

The thin spring rain on Chang 'an Avenue is as smooth as crisp. From a distance, the grass colors are vaguely connected, but it looks sparse at close range. The most beautiful scenery in a year is the early spring, far better than the late spring in the city of green willows.

6. "Jueju, short awning in the shadow of ancient wood" Song: The shadow of ancient wood in Weinan is a short awning, and the vine helps me cross the east of the bridge. The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold.

Park the boat and tie it in the shade of an old tree on the shore; Walk across the east side of the bridge with crutches and enjoy the spring scenery. In the spring of March, apricot blossoms are in full bloom, and the drizzle seems to have deliberately wetted my clothes and kept raining.

Gently brushing people's faces, the warm wind with the fresh breath of willows is intoxicating. 7, "Rain Over the Mountain Village" Tang Dynasty: Wang Jian crowed one or two chickens in the rain, and Zhuxicun Road Banqiao was oblique.

Mother-in-law called silkworm bath to see gardenias in the atrium. The stream is surrounded by green bamboo, and the narrow slab bridge is connected to a mountain road.

Aunt shouted to each other to take a bath and raise silkworms, and the gardenia in the middle of the yard was open alone and no one appreciated it. 8. "Spring Day" Song Dynasty: Qin Guan's light thunder fell all night, and the frivolous tiles were uneven.

Affectionate peony contains spring tears, weak rose lies on the branches. The light thunder has passed, and the spring rain is falling.

After the rain in Chuqing, the sun shone on the blue tiles that had just been washed by the rain. Peony flowers that have experienced spring rain are full of rain and dew, like a tearful girl.

The rose lay on her back, as if unable to droop, which made people fondle it. 9. "Youchun Lake" Song: When will Xu Fu and Fei Yan return? Peach branches on both sides of the river are soaked in water, and red peach blossoms are in bloom.

Spring rain broke the bridge and the boat propped up Liu Yin. When did you fly back, pairs of swallows? Peach branches on both sides of the river are soaked in water, and bright red peach blossoms have already opened. After a few days of rain, the river rose and flooded the small bridge, so people could not cross the river. Just then, a boat slowly pulled out from under the Liu Yin.

10, Spring Rain Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin, when spring comes, I'm lying in a white lined coat, but I only think about the White Gate City where I can't go. There are two red mansions facing the cold, covered by rain, and a pearl curtain lamp shakes my lonely heart and goes home.

The long road ahead will be full of new hardships, and the residual clouds are still vaguely like dreams. Oh, I'm sending you this message, these jade earrings! I saw a lonely goose in a cloud three thousand miles away.

During the Spring Festival, I was lying in bed in a white coat. The loneliness of White Gate makes me extremely sad. Staring at the red chamber through the drizzle, I only felt cold and boundless, so I had to come back with a bead curtain of drizzle in the dim light.

Sad late spring, long road, where to put my sadness? The lingering thoughts turned into empty dreams, and I vaguely met you in the dream of the night. How can I send a pair of jade as a token? I can only hope for the swan that just flew in the sky of Wan Li.