Poems describing the night view of Shanghai

A poem about Shanghai in the rain 1. Jiangnan poetry in the rain

Author: Han Yu Dynasty: Tang Style: Seven poems describing the early spring, drizzling, the streets are crisp in autumn, but the grass is growing in the distance.

The most important thing is the benefits of spring, which is better than cigarettes, willows and emperors. Author: Zhinan Monk Dynasty: Song Style: The Seven Unique Ancient Trees are short awnings under the shade of trees, and wooden sticks help me cross the east of the bridge. The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold.

Landscape around the mountain Author: Wang Dynasty: Qing Dynasty Style: Four Unique Categories: Mountains and Rivers, Sanqing Mountain and Alpine Mountain, Tools, Mountain Scenery. Thousands of acres of green land are as flat as palms, and spring rains move spring ploughing. Bai Juyi's "Recalling Jiangnan" Jiangnan is good and the scenery is old.

When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass. How can we make people not miss Jiangnan? Memories of Jiangnan (II) Most Memories of Hangzhou: Looking for laurel trees in Zhongshan Temple in the moon, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion, when will you revisit? Describing Jiang Nanyu's poem "Jiangnan Spring Poem" by Du Mu, Li He's thousands of birds sing green and reflect red, and the water town is full of wine flags.

Four hundred and eighty halls in the southern dynasties, with many towers in the misty rain. Li He, Jiangnan Lane, the green fog in the river is cool and moist. It's red and rugged.

Water, wind, clouds, old bamboo and bamboo rafters are picturesque. Perch has a thousand heads of wine, and the wine lies in Nanshan Green.

Wu? Q, the more you sing, the more you can't finish. On the river, the whole group is sticky with cold jade. Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river.

Hanshan Temple, outside Suzhou, bells are ringing at midnight to passenger ships. When we meet in Suzhou, everyone will sleep in the river.

Ancient palaces had little idle land and many small bridges in water lanes. The night market is full of water chestnuts, and the boats in the river are full of exquisite silk.

A distant knowledge never sleeps, similar to a fishing song. Jiangnan is green and foggy, and it's moist? It's red and rugged.

_ Poems and famous sayings: water, wind, clouds, old bamboo and bamboo rafters are picturesque. Perch has a thousand heads of wine, and the wine lies in Nanshan Green.

Wu? Q, the more you sing, the more you can't finish. On the river, the whole group is sticky with cold jade. 480 temples in the north. There are many terraces in the misty rain. The poems describing Jiang Nanyu are rainy and yellow, and sunny, but the streams are exhausted and the mountains are green.

2. Beautiful poems describing rainy days

Recommend some poems about rain that I like very much. I hope I like them:

Yu's article "Meeting with the Ministry of Water in Early Spring"

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. This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.

Shi's "Dingfengbo"

Don't listen to the rain through the forest, why not walk slowly singing?

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 chilly spring wind woke me up, slightly cold, but the hills were oblique.

Looking back at the place where I met the wind and rain, going back, for me, there is no wind and rain, but it is still sunny.

Su Shi. Youmeitang rainstorm

A thunderous sound, like shaking from the feet of tourists to the feet, has a beautiful hall and thick clouds, which can't be opened.

In the distant horizon, the wind moves with the clouds, and the sea stands like a mountain. A rainstorm, which crossed the Qiantang River from eastern Zhejiang, hit Hangzhou.

The west lake is like a golden cup, full of rain, almost overflowing; The rain beat against the forest in the lake, making people feel relaxed and happy.

Arouse the fairy spring to sprinkle noodles, pour the dumplings and sprinkle roses.

Su Shi. Drunk book in Wang Hu Building on June 27th.

Clouds poured out and poured down like ink, but a mountain range was exposed on the horizon, bright and fresh, and the splashing water was like white pearl gravel, splashing on the boat.

Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle.

In addition, there are some famous sentences about rain:

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

The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night. Wang Wei's "Autumn in the Mountain"

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's fishing song.

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

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

On a cold rainy night, Wu lives alone in Chushan, Fujian. Wang Changling broke 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 and Twenty Shores to Xi"

The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. Su Shi: Rain after Drinking Chuqing Lake

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'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 and Twenty Shores to 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

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

The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. The rain after Su Shi drank Chuqing Lake

There is no rain on the winding mountain road, the smoke is misty in the dense pine trees, and the water vapor is heavy, as if to flow, and then the clothes of passers-by. Wang Wei's In the Mountains

The rain stopped suddenly last night. Deep sleep won't leave a hangover. I asked the shutter man, but he said, "Haitang is still there." You know what? You know what? It should be green, fat and thin! Li Qingzhao's Dream.

3. Describe the ancient poems in Shanghai.

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

When to return in a year is better than when the emperor is full of smoke and willow. 4 Du Fu's "Jueju" is a river in the evening, and a duck prophet in the spring river. I have seen it again and again this spring, and the clear water flows eastward. Who will dance my favorite five-character poem and three famous sentences, sleep on the sand and sleep in the mandarin duck?

3 Han Yu's "Early Spring is Zhang Eighteen Members of the Ministry of Water" Tianjie Xiaoyu is as smooth as crisp. Green hills on both sides of the strait are opposite.

The birds on the river wall were too white, and just as the puffer fish wanted to go up, the peach blossoms in the mountain temple began to bloom for 7 times, with red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple.

What is the greatest benefit of a spring? Like the strong wind in spring, the mountains are blue and white when you get up at night. Artemisia selengensis has short buds all over the ground.

Muddy swallows fly, blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees. Six people are beautiful in April, and the lonely sails are coming. 2 Li Bai's "Looking at Tianmen Mountain" Tianmen breaks the Chu River 1 Su Shi's "Hui Chong Chunjiang Evening Scene" with peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and the spring breeze and flowers are fragrant.

4. What are the ancient poems describing Shanghai?

1, Shanghai nostalgia

(Qing) Guimaoyi

The setting sun and the west wind look at Shanghai, and the bottle mountain ends in ancient times.

The ant, the ape and the crane know where it is, but the sound of cold wave fighting.

2. Looking at Tianmen Mountain

(Tang) Li Bai

The Yangtze River splits the Tianmen Peak like a giant axe, and the green river flows around the island.

The green hills on both sides are neck and neck, and a boat meets leisurely from the horizon.

3. Wuzhong is this thing.

(Tang) Lu Guimeng

The terroir has been carried through the ages, but it has not been left alone.

Three waves of cold fish move, five pieces of spring grass are charming.

The Yunzang Wild Temple is divided into the Golden Hall, and the moon leans against the Yu Di.

Don't be nostalgic and forget this scene. The prince of Wu will bow when he sees it.

4. Look at Jiu Feng over there.

(Ming) Dong Qichang

At nine o'clock, the lotus fell into Miaomang, and he knew Qiu Guang like the back of his hand.

People say that the lake is long and hidden, and the water shows the king of the valley in the seal.

5, Klang Ganzhou-Wusong nostalgia

Liu Yong (Northern Song Dynasty)

Want to ask Yang Hou, can't help scratching his head.

Since that year, Shen Yu, cross-flow long drink, mingde far away.

6. Xin Chou went to Jiangling for a night outing in July.

Tao Yuanming (Eastern Jin Dynasty)

I have lived in seclusion for 30 years, which has nothing to do with dust.

Keep the poems and books well, and the forest garden has no secular feelings.

How to give up this and go as far as Nanjing!

Knock on the new autumn moon and keep friends.

In the evening, the cool breeze rises and the night scene is empty.

Zhao Zhao has a vast sky and flat rivers.

I don't want to sleep in my arms, but I'm still lonely in the middle of the night.

Commercial songs are not my business, but Yiyi is coupling agriculture.

Casting a crown and rotating the old market is not a good idea.

Raising grass is really flat, and society is famous for its goodness.

7. Go to Sanshan again

(Ming) Liu Renben

I only retired from Shanghai last year, and this year I wore the South Crown.

The spring breeze in Rongyin Lane is old, and the balcony of Lizi is dry.

A few old bottles of wine, ten years past is an obstacle.

In retrospect, I admire Tiantai Road. A guest is playing the flute opposite the jade raft.

8. Gift for Wu Qishan

(Modern) Lu Xun

After living in Shanghai for 20 years, I can see China every day;

Don't take medicine when you are sick, but read when you are bored.

A wide face has changed, and more and more people are beheaded.

Suddenly into the wild, there is no Amitabha in the south.

5. What are the poems about "in the rain"?

1, Meeting Lin Huanhua and Xie Chunhong 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.

The safflower in the forest has withered, and the flowers are blooming and falling. It's only such a short time, and I really went in a hurry. Also very helpless. How can flowers endure the cold and rain day and night? Red flowers falling everywhere are wet by rain, like rouge on the cheeks of a tearful beauty. Flowers and people who love flowers are congenial. When can we meet again? There are always too many resentments in life, just like the river that died in the east, which never stops and never ends.

2. East Building of Xianyang City/West Building of Xianyang City overlooking at night/West Gate. Tang Dynasty: Xu Hun.

Climb high and miss the ancient oil for thousands of miles, but the willows in your eyes are like Jiangnan.

The red sunset is in the temple outside the temple, and the wind has not yet come, and the wind has already blown the buildings in Xianyang.

At dusk, birds fly in the garden, and in late autumn, cicadas chirp in the leafy trees.

Passers-by don't ask about the past, only the Weihe River flows eastward as always.

When Wan Li was climbing a tall building, homesickness came to him. In his eyes, the grass willows here are like Tingzhou in the south of the Yangtze River. Sunset rose from the clouds outside the pavilion, and strong winds blew all over the Xianyang Tower before the rain. At dusk, birds fly in the overgrown garden, and in late autumn, cicadas sing in the trees with dead leaves and branches.

Passers-by don't ask about the past, only Weishui flows eastward as always.

3, "Mountain Residence Autumn Night" Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei

The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.

The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.

The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.

Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.

The empty mountain is bathed in a new rain. As night falls, the air is cool, as if it were autumn. The moon is clear and clear, and the clear spring is flowing. The bamboo forest was noisy until the washerwoman came back, and the lotus leaves swayed like canoes. The wheat straw in spring might as well let it rest, and the prince and grandson in the mountains can stay in autumn.

4. "Two Storms on November 4th" Song: Lu You

It's getting dark, and the wind has rolled up the rain on the rivers and lakes, splashing all over the mountains like huge waves.

The small fire and the felt wrapped around it are so warm that neither my cat nor I want to go out.

I lay sprawled in my lonely country, not feeling sad about my situation, but thinking about defending the frontier of the country.

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.

The sky is dark, the wind is rolling the rain on the rivers and lakes, and the heavy rain on the surrounding mountains is like the sound of huge waves rolling.

The small fire burning in the stream and the felt wrapped around me are very warm, so neither the cat nor I want to go out. I lay flat in the lonely and desolate country, not feeling sorry for my situation, but thinking about defending the country. As the night drew to a close, I lay in bed and heard the sound of wind and rain. I dreamt in a daze that I rode an armored war horse across the frozen river and came to the northern battlefield.

5, "Lin 'an Spring Rain" 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.

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.