Rain-praying poem

1. What are the romantic poems about rain? 1. The sound of rain is gurgling, like living by a stream, and I would rather it rains every day.

It's raining, and I'm starting to miss you. I missed you so much that I got wet under my umbrella.

3. Rain is a broken poem, and poetry is a continuous rain!

4, the glass asked if the rain was tired, and the rain asked if the glass hurt.

5. It rains deeply on the river at night, so you can lean on Jiuquan, turn off the lights and sit in the dark, listening to the rain, and feel sad all night.

6, last night, the wind and rain suddenly started, and there was no need for residual wine for a deep sleep.

7. Spring water is brighter than the sky, and the painting boat listens to the rain.

8. Listen to the wind and watch the rain and laugh at the misty rain.

9. There are thousands of trees and stars in the easterly night.

10, the dead of night, the rain cooled, the wine was drunk alone, and I thought for a long time. Who knows, the wine woke up, the rain stopped, the wind was silent, and people woke up in the middle of the night.

1 1, there are swallows in Beilin, it rains and snows; The north wind is sad and difficult to fly; If you want to break the rain, why not? The north wind is blowing violently, and I will never leave.

12, I don't know who broke the heart of the rain, but it fell poetically in this rainy season.

13, year after year, the wind blows and the rain falls several times.

14, deep thrush, light thrush, cicada temples covered with clouds. Wushan is high, Wushan is low, and it is raining at dusk.

15, the wind sends rain, and the rain follows the wind. The Han dynasty flourished, and Shu Dao was connected, and Shu Dao was only connected with dragons.

2. What are the romantic poems about rainy days? 1) On rainy days, fine rain falls on the petals of dandelion, and the petals slightly inclined downward show elegant appearance; When the rain falls on the petals, it instantly turns into a gentle toe, points on it, walks, jumps, rotates and flies, and dances a gorgeous movement.

2) There is a strong wind outside and branches are scattered around. The dust on the ground is flying everywhere, which makes people hard to open their eyes.

3) In the sky in June, rain is indispensable. Disappearing rainy day, I really want to take another shower. I can't hide anything in the rain, strength is just a fragile mask. I don't know what June means to me There are no tears in June, only my heart is raining, and the rain has not stopped.

4) The most beautiful thing is not the rainy day, but the roof you use to shelter from the rain. Vincent Fang

5) Pay special attention to the front and rear vehicles in rainy days, and wear yellow raincoats, rain boots, umbrellas and other rain gear to attract the driver's attention. When playing an umbrella, don't block your view with an umbrella. You can't use an umbrella as a toy to avoid stabbing people.

6) I haven't climbed mountains in rainy days for a long time. It's refreshing

7) With the background of horseshoe, can time be accelerated? With rainy days as the background, can I see the rainbow after waiting, with thinking of you as the background? Dear, can I wait all my life and miss you?

You have always made me very grateful. You always wanted to go to the movies with me. Thank you for borrowing my umbrella in rainy days. Thank you. Listen to my parents. Thank you for always thinking what I think. Thank you for understanding me. And I may not be able to accumulate these memories with you. Thank you. I'm very happy with you these days.

9) On a rainy day, my father came to school in the rain. When I came out, I suddenly realized how much my father loved me.

On a rainy day, Xiaoming fell on his back on the playground.

1 1) What I love most is not the rainy day, but the roof where I can take shelter with you.

12) I am forgetful, so my wife often tells me not to forget my umbrella when I go out to work in rainy days, so now I have ten umbrellas at home.

13) It was a rainy day, and I was very sad. Rain fell on my face and fell like tears. I smiled.

14) It's raining and windy in Tomb-Sweeping Day. No matter how strong the wind is, no matter how heavy the rain is, thunder and lightning are not afraid. My blessing is the biggest, I will shelter you from the wind and rain! Make you happy forever! Who let us have a good relationship! Happiness is always fundamental! I wish you happiness!

15) Who hid the sweater knitted by a needle and a thread, who threw the umbrella in the schoolbag on rainy days, who blocked her ears to avoid the kind nagging, mom, I'm sorry for your hard work for me, happy birthday.

3. What are some beautiful sentences to describe the ease of rain? 1. Sitting by the window with a cup of tea, quietly watching the falling rain outside the window. There is a fresh breath in the air.

2. If it is sunny, sunshine is my greeting; If it rains, the sound of rain is my blessing; If there is wind, the wind is my prayer; I wish you happiness at any time!

3. In the morning, the rain falls quietly, gently covering the earth with a layer of transparent gauze. At this time, as long as you close your eyes and listen carefully, you will hear a thin "rustling" sound, which is the sound that Miss Chun made when she stepped on the leaves and came to us. Raindrops are her gift to the earth. The house in the distance is hazy, and the plants in the vicinity are particularly green under the drizzle, which reminds me of the scene of "moistening things silently", and I enjoy this quietness and profundity alone.

4. The drizzle is still floating in the air and falls on the water, only splashing slightly, which is not obvious. The figure of the mountain is blurred on the seemingly nonexistent microwave.

I stood at the window and watched the rain quietly. Rain drops like broken beads, like singing emotionally, splashing on the ground. ...

6. A person walking on a country road, perhaps because of the company of autumn rain, doesn't seem to feel lonely. Autumn rain dripped in my mind, smoothing my mood.

7. The drizzle is falling and the mood is repeated. The aestheticism at this moment is a step of tracing back time and a quiet meditation.

8. After the rain, I strolled through the flowing water of the small bridge and came to the crescent bridge. I held the railing and looked at a lake blackened because it had not flowed for a long time, as bright as a mirror. Awakened water lilies, quietly lying on their backs on the water, white, pink and bright flowers, surrounded by round green leaves, show elegant and exquisite beauty. The reflection of trees and pavilions around the lake pond is swaying with the rhythm of water waves.

9. Sit by the window in the morning after the rain. Everything you see after the rain seems to wake up overnight! Grass and small trees are covered with dew, shining like crystal in the morning light. I gently pushed open the window, and a wisp of fresh flowers and moist air came to my face.

10, this tree is green enough to clearly count its height. Of course, this is an exaggeration, but those trees stand quietly under the clear sky, and the leaves are dripping with rain and making a ticking sound. Coupled with the sound of streams and cicadas, the mountains are more and more lively and aura.

1 1 I love shopping in the rain. The dense raindrops dispersed the noise, noise and desolation of the metropolis, so the narrow streets in the past suddenly became wide and long; The faint raindrops washed away the dust, filth and impurities in the street center, so everything gradually showed a bright and pure luster, greener and redder, and better looking. Handfuls of colorful umbrellas, like slim girls, adorn the streets with various customs.

12, after the rain, it smells like grass with pleasant flowers. A gust of wind blew, which disturbed my thoughts and blew up the memory of the skirt. Picking up the green footprints is still fragrant and full of sleeves in the time of drifting away. The cycle of the four seasons, spring, is a new beginning. Let's walk with romance, bring sunshine and find our own sunshine.

13. In the Woods after the rain, all kinds of flowers are particularly charming, delicate and charming, with some burning colors and blurred colors, attracting your eyes and making you a little hazy and drunk. If you are not a flower, but a flower-like person, you may want to kiss her to show your love.

14, it rained continuously for several days, and the boring hot air washed it back and forth, which made me feel particularly transparent and clean. The air is filled with moist breath, revealing a hint of coolness, which is refreshing.

15. Walking on the country road, the fragrance of grass and the singing of birds come to my face. The raindrops left on the leaves of crops are still dripping down the veins, just like a light melody.

4. Poems praising rain are mostly related to spring rain. The following categories ~ ancient cold rain at night, Wu, seeing the guests off alone.

Wang Changling's Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Inn flies like a dream, and the endless rain is as fine as sorrow. But now I still remember that night, that storm, and I wonder how many flowers were broken.

Meng Haoran: In "Spring Dawn", you don't have to go home because there are green bamboo hats and green hemp fibers. Zhang: "Fishing Song" During the Qingming Festival, there were many rains, and pedestrians on the road wanted to die.

Du Mu: "Qingming" Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow. Wang Wei's "Send Two Ambassadors to Anxi" is sunny and rainy.

Su Shi: "Drinking Chuqing Lake, Rain" stained clothes to wet apricot flowers and rain, blowing cold willows. Zhinan monk's "Jueju" is in the 480 Temple in the Southern Dynasties, and there are many towers in the misty rain.

There are seven or eight stars in Du Mu's "Poems of Jiangnan Spring", and it rains before Zhongshan at two or three o'clock. Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon" has broken mountains and rivers and experienced ups and downs in life.

Wen Tianxiang's "Crossing the Zero Ding Yang" asks that the return date is undecided, and the rain rises in the autumn pool in the evening. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.

Li Shangyin's Notes for a Friend in the North on a Rainy Night listened to the spring rain all night, and sold apricot flowers in the deep alley in the Ming Dynasty. The messenger didn't bring news to the pedestrians far away. The lilacs in the rain reminded me of sadness.

Lu You's "The Spring Rain in Lin 'an Begins" Last night, it rained suddenly and the wind suddenly, and a deep sleep did not consume wine. Li Qingzhao's Dream is even more drizzly and dripping at dusk.

This time, what a sad sentence! Li Qingzhao's "Slow Sound" Modern/Modern Rain Lane Author: Dai Wangshu walks alone in a long, lonely rain lane with an oil-paper umbrella, hoping to meet a girl as sad as lilac. She is as sad as cloves and as fragrant as cloves. She was sad and sad in the rain. She lingered in this lonely rain lane with an oil-paper umbrella. She is as cold and sad as I am. What makes her sad is that she approaches silently. Take another breath. She is drifting like a dream, sad and confused like a dream, and like lilacs floating in a dream. This girl drifted past me. She walked away silently, far away to the decaying fence. The rain lane disappeared in the sad song of the rain, and her color and fragrance disappeared. Even her sighing eyes, lilac-like melancholy, supported the oil-paper umbrella. A person lingers in a long, lonely rain lane, hoping to float across a girl with a lilac knot. Rain says-sing Zheng Chouyu for the children living on the land of China (Rain says: April has been waiting for a long time on the land.

) The long-awaited Putian and the long-awaited fish ponds and streams in the pasture When Pu Tian was frozen for a winter, the seed pasture was yellow and lost the trace of cattle and sheep. The fish pond is cold and shallow, and the stream is getting dumb. The rain says, I am coming, I am coming. I visited the soil in April, and I walked very lightly. My love weaves heaven and earth like silk thread. I call every child's nickname sweet and allow me to come. No thunder, no wind. When I am near, you may know, don't open the oil umbrella to resist me, don't close the doors and windows, put down the curtains, don't be busy wearing hemp fiber, put on your hat and get caught in the rain, and say, I am a guest in April and have the baptism of spring. Why don't you lift your face and let me kiss you? Why don't you follow me? Follow in my footsteps. The soil in Pu Tian will be as wet as ointment. When I visit the pasture, I will send out new seedlings of honeysuckle around the pond, say hello to the fish and listen to the new laundry ballad. Rain said, I'm coming, and I'm far away. The mountains stand there and the sky is covered with white clouds. I used to be a fun-loving child like you. However, I am lucky. I grew up smiling in the white clouds first. I want to teach you to laugh bravely, don't you see? When I saw the wicker, it bent down. Shishi laughed when he saw it. The swallow saw me and smiled. The second thing is, I will teach you to laugh bravely when the flag sees me. As long as the flag is smiling, the sound of spring is there. As long as you laugh, the hope of the earth will rain. Say, I'm coming, and I won't go back when I come. When you laugh heartily, I will rest happily one day. Remember, when you are eating an apple and wiping your mouth, the sweetness in your mouth is my blessing. The fog in the afterglow of Shan Yu became thicker and thicker, and turned into a shower. People go deeper and deeper, and when they walk into Min 'anli, the road gets darker and darker, and it gets darker. At dusk, the ink scene composed of ink dots rises from the bottom of the valley. Is it a mountain in the rain or a pavilion in the mountain? Listen! Dense stands, deep in the trees, a bird turns an empty mountain into a sentence, waiting for you in the rain. In the rain, cicadas sink in the rain that makes rainbows, and frogs raise a pool of red lotus like red flames. It makes no difference whether you come or not in the rain. I think every lotus flower is like you, especially through dusk and this drizzle, waiting for you forever, instantly, forever, outside of time. In an instant, in eternity, if your hand is in my hand, if your fragrance is in my nostrils at this moment, I will say, sweetheart, this hand should pick lotus flowers. In the martial arts palace, this hand should shake the cinnamon pulp. In the Mulan boat, there is a star hanging from the cornice of the Science Museum, which looks like a Swiss watch and says it is seven o'clock. Suddenly, you are walking in the red lotus after the rain. You are like a poem. You come from a love story. From Jiang Baishi's words, you came to the rainy scene in Zhu Xiang. There are also many of my favorite rainy scenes: the pattering sound in front of the window when I dream back on a spring night; The sound of sharp raindrops hitting banana leaves; Fog usually blows rain on the face; Thunderstorms caused by lightning-but I like rainy days.

It is gray, but transparent; It contains a silent expectation. And from the clouds, I don't know where, there is a crisp bird song.

I like waiting for you in the rain best. I hope I can help you ~ ~ ~ Source: Du Niang's personal thinking.

5. The description of rain in the poem: Jiang Yu is decadent, Jiangshan is empty, and rain is strange. It's raining all over the building, and the sky is blue and the clouds are broken, but it's said that it's raining at night and listening to the wind, rain, rain, white rain and beads jumping off the boat at night. I'm glad to know that there was a lot of rain in Tomb-Sweeping Day, but now I remember that night, the storm, pedestrians on the road wanted to die. Falling Flowers Independent, Swift Qi Fei. There are seven or eight stars in the sky, and it rains two or three times in front of the mountain. 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, resting in the drizzle, is already lonely at dusk.