About writing poems outside the window

1. An ancient poem describing the window: the first night of spring rain in Lin 'an (land tour)

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.

The quatrains (the third of four) (Du Fu)

"Two orioles sing green willows, and egrets cover the sky."

My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.

Yaochi (Li Shangyin)

The Queen Mother of the West opened the window on the Yaochi; The voice of bamboo songs is very sad.

Eight-horse car, traveling three thousand miles a day; Zhou Muwang, why didn't the default come again?

A short message to a friend in the north on a rainy night (Li Shangyin)

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?

2. What are the sentences that describe the silence outside the window? 1. In the early morning, I always wake up and hear the cicada chirping on the branches outside the window. I opened the window and looked at the wet courtyard after the rain. There were some grass beside the flower bed. Oh, there were raindrops on it last night.

2. Outside the window are thick branches and leaves, thick green, so pleasant. One meter of sunlight shone into the window and lit up my cheeks. Every morning is colorful, like an immortal legend.

At this time of the season, the sunshine outside the window is a bit sloppy, and the wind outside the window is a bit awkward, so I can't find the real feeling.

The silver dawn gradually turns brown, and the morning glow is reflected on the windows of thousands of families.

5, a quiet night, I was alone, some empty, some sad. Sitting under the starry sky and looking up at the beautiful sky, it feels real but not real, flashing and seems to be beating.

6. I miss you so much and hope to break your clothes! If you don't show that you are a hero, I have a crush on you for many years! At the intersection of the window and the moon, in the front row of the next classroom, my heart is pounding, waiting for you silently!

7. I sit outside the window and watch the sunset, which is infinitely good. I like the scenery outside the window very much. It's very pleasant. It feels much better to appreciate the world outside the window.

8. So maybe on a rainy night, a cold lamp and two or three drinkers suddenly quieted down and got lost, only listening to the wind outside the window passing through the mountains and rivers of Linsu for a while.

9. In the dark night, except for the ticking of the alarm clock and the swaying of the branches, there was silence all around.

10, early in the morning, open the window, breathe the fresh air in the morning and look at the white clouds in the sky. Some clouds are like lions, some are like horses, some are like fish ... all kinds are beautiful.

1 1. After a long walk, it is very pleasant to have a drink, have a rest and look at the scenery outside the window.

12, butterflies are falling slowly outside the window, and white wings are shining in the air. Inside and outside the window, at this moment, it suddenly became boundless silence.

13, out of the window, the scenery, but not in my heart; In my heart, there is a scenery, but it is not outside the window!

14, the city dusk greeted the riding doors and windows with bitterness. Do you know that I am quiet and a little crazy at the moment?

15, quietly, sitting in Pizza Hut, looking out the window, idle people, let afternoon tea, clean up the mess. Life goes on, and so does life.

3. In his poem, the poet Lu You described the operator outside the window-the broken bridge outside the Yongmei Post Station, which was lonely and open and had no owner. Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, already exhausted, but also subject to wind and rain. Plum blossoms don't want to compete for blooming, and the envy and rejection of flowers don't care. Even after autumn, when it is ground into dirt and turned into dust, plum blossoms still emit fragrance as usual. On the city of Shenyuan, the setting sun painted a corner to mourn, and Shenyuan was not revived. Under the sad bridge, the spring waves are green, which used to be a stunning photo. The dream is broken and fragrant for forty years, but the willow in Shenyuan doesn't blow cotton. This body is a land of mountains and mountains, or a trace of death. Like a dream, Song Luyou lived alone in Boshan Peak. Green fog is flying everywhere. I'm afraid I'll learn the clouds and do spring dawn on the balcony. Xiao Chun. Xiao Chun. The yard is covered with green grass. Song of Acacia Luyou Bridge is like a rainbow. Water is as empty as air. A leaf is floating in the misty rain. God teaches people to fly. Side canopy. Make Jiang Feng. Crab houses are uneven. Then smell the twilight. Huanxisha Road Songyou Bath Huaqing Second Soup. Red cotton powder and jade muscle are cool. Have a graceful demeanour tried lotus root silk skirt for the first time. The chicken feet are cut into scarlet, and the musk deer navel is fragrant. In the secluded place of Shuige, there are clouds.

I wonder if there is anything you want.

4. What poems describe the rain outside the window? 1, a note to a friend in the north on a rainy night.

Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin

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.

Translation:

When you ask about the date of return, it's hard to say clearly. It rained cats and dogs all night in Bashan, and the autumn pool was full.

When to go home, * * * cut the candle flowers in the west window and tell them face to face what it's like to rain late.

Step 2 make an appointment

Song Dynasty: Zhao Shixiu

Mei Huang Shi, every family was flooded by rain, and the pond was covered with green grass and frogs.

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.

Translation:

Mei Huangshi, everyone was flooded by the rain, and there were bursts of frogs on the edge of the grassy pond.

It's past midnight and the invited guests haven't come yet. When I lit the oil lamp, I beat the chess piece bored and broke the knot on the wick.

The spring rain in Lin 'an has begun.

Song dynasty: Lu you

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.

Translation:

In recent years, the interest of officials is as light as a veil. Who let me ride a horse to Kyoto to pollute the bustling?

Living in a small building and listening to the spring rain all night, I will hear apricot blossoms in the depths of the alley in the morning.

Spread out a small piece of paper and write leisurely and diagonally. The words are very organized. Carefully boil water, make tea, skim the foam and try to taste famous tea in front of a sunny window.

Oh, don't sigh that the dust in Kyoto will stain the white clothes. There is still time to go back to my hometown in the mountains by the Mirror Lake during the Qingming Festival.

4, Xianyang value rain

Tang dynasty: Wen

It's raining heavily in xian yangqiao, and fishing boats are separated by ten thousand points.

Just like the spring water in Dongting, Xiaoyun enters Yueyang Day.

Translation:

It's raining on Yang Bridge in Xi 'an, and the drizzle is swaying with the wind, just like a crystal curtain hanging in the air; The moored fishing boats are blocked by this continuous crystal curtain, which is picturesque.

The fog in front of us looks like the fog on Dongting Lake in early spring. And the heavy twilight, as if with water vapor, slowly drifted over Yueyang City. It's really beautiful.

5. Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night

Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

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.

Translation:

Good rain seems to pick the right time, arrival in the spring of everything.

With the breeze, quietly into the night. Fine and dense, nourishing everything on the earth.

Thick dark clouds covered fields and alleys, and small lights were lit, and fishing boats on the river flashed.

Look at the flowers with dew tomorrow morning, and Chengdu will be full of flowers.

5. Describe the quiet sentence outside the window 1. Bored looking at the transparent French window, the window is a quiet world. Night pigeons swooped down in the night sky, and the gray floating dragon slowly looked bored in front of the transparent French window. Outside the window, it is a quiet world. The night dove swooped down in the night sky, and the gray floating dragon crawled slowly across the sky.

Everything seems to be back to the beginning in an instant, where memories wake up and quietly precipitate into the original beauty in the silence full of eardrums. Across the sky.

Everything seems to be back to the beginning in an instant, where memories wake up and quietly precipitate into the original beauty in the silence full of eardrums. It's quiet outside the window. No horns, no birds singing. Everything in the world seems to have stopped. Only the silent air floats in the air, and time flows slowly.

At this time, it was quiet outside the window, the branches stopped shaking, the birds stopped singing, and the butterflies stopped on the flowers, as if everyone was listening to the students reading the text.

6. A Tang poem describing the beautiful scenery outside the window? Bian Zhilin's "Broken Chapter"

You stand on the bridge and watch the scenery.

The landscape observer is watching you upstairs.

The bright moon decorated your window,

You decorated other people's dreams.

Appreciation of Qiong Yao's Poem Outside the Window

Who should I care about?

Who am I worthy of love?

May a wisp of smoke melt,

Come and go!

When the drizzle wets the moss,

When the night fog covers the balcony,

Please open your window,

That wandering ghost, wandering around!

That wandering soul, eager to come in!

When the rain soaked the moss,

When the night fog covers the balcony,

Please open your window,

No one limits my steps any more,

I'll be back with you!

I'll be back with you!

-Outside the window.

Can you remember Xiaoxiang in the heavy twilight separated by Chongyang?

The horizon is a floating blue shimmer, and it's hard to say who died. Where is it?

Facing the deep water is the most desolate for Hanshan.

Rest in this life, there is no evidence in the next life, and it is also a waste of thought!

-Outside the window.

Life is sad, the world is cold and the future is boundless.

Drops of tears, continuous tenderness, more infinite sadness.

Drink green wine and go to your hometown for the time being. Don't call me crazy.

Laugh today, be sad tomorrow, things change!

At the ends of the earth, duckweeds meet, sighing that bosom friends are hard to meet.

Singing in front of the mountain, whispering by the water, analyzing my sadness.

I hate Taiwan last night, but it's raining hard tonight, and it's hard to predict how to get together or leave.

We know each other, love each other and grow old together!

-Outside the window.

Western jackdaw in the west has fallen asleep,

The moon is high above the clouds,

Reflected in the depths of the forest,

Tonight's night is beautiful!

The north wind is sighing,

Blowing on my forehead,

The stream is still flowing,

Friend, where are you? ……

-Outside the window.

Flying flowers shed tears at the cold window,

The rain at night is sad, the wind is crazy,

Lonely boudoir hates longer,

It's so sad,

Dreams are heartbroken!

-Outside the window.

The wind blew all night,

Blow away boring troubles,

When people are in the dead of night,

I also searched my dreams,

The soul is broken,

Empty tender!

-Outside the window.

Appreciation of Out of the Window

Seven Rhymes-Step Rhyme Sit and watch the scenery "once"

I used to look at colorful shadows together and whisper in front of me. Graceful and smooth added a face, and shyness was not halved.

The wind is clear, the moon is in a good mood, and the mountains and rivers are idle. This scene has entered a new dream today, and it has not recovered its old appearance.

-

It's hard to keep a little mood when the window is empty and the moon is absent. The wind is as light as half a glass of water, how much can dreams dye?

At this time, I think of the purple dress, and the short scarf is still warm. The story is mixed with wine, and it is half stupid and half drunk at night.

Attached to the original jade: once (sitting and watching the scenery)

Once out of the window, the colors are gorgeous and the customs are infinite. It is really persistent to look at the floating life, and it is silly to find a fantasy.

Taoyuan is naturally similar, and the flowers in the reflection are idle. Heart knot color unintentionally cling to the old, lonely when long cold Zhu Yan.

-

The appearance of flowers and the soul of the moon and the stars disappeared last night. The old story is a little tidbit, and the tall building is lonely and white.

Guitar strings are cold, but classmates are warm. I can laugh at the floating wine in the cup, and Pale Red is proud of the giants.

7. The poem describing the window is 1, which flows like waves on our window and our door. Thinking in the moonlight with my brother in the southern study by Changling, 2 wet and green windows by Cui, deputy head of the district, a gift to Zhang Yi by Song Sushi, 3, Look out the window again, Bai Juyi's Night Snow in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, 4, and the window policy. Go to the window and laugh. Ye Songmeng's Niannujiao Gushan approaches 7. The little crimson lips of Song Cao Qun and the clouds crossing the setting sun in the window of Red Shadow on the half floor. Lai's window, I have to pay attention to Song's "The Cultivation of He Jian, a Romantic Talent" 9. Tang Qin's window is bright and clean, but there is no heat. Song Dynasty's Bodhisattva Man's window is bright and clean and there is no heat 10. The window reflects the light of the Song Dynasty, Zhao Yanduan's South Xiangzi Window Reflects the Light of the Song Dynasty, 12, the window is bright and cold, Song and Yuan went to China's "Water Tunes the Song Tou Clouds and Frozen Birds Fly Out" 13, the bamboo window suggested to be slightly cool, Song and Yuan went to China's "Niannujiao Bamboo Window suggested to be slightly cool" 14, and the window of Huage Red Furnace. The window is green and red, but it is still wet. Xijiang Moon in Zhang Xiaoxiang, the window is still wet, 16, Linglong Window Song Xin Qiji's Shuilong Yin Bu Duo's Void, 17, and Bodhisattva Xia in Liao Weng, Wei Song, the month before the East Window Wulaofeng.