1. Poems about rain

The wind and rain are miserable, and the rooster crows. Now that I have seen a gentleman, why should I not be barbaric? The wind and rain are blowing, and the rooster crows. Now that I've seen a gentleman, how can I not be confused? The wind and rain are like darkness, and the cockcrow is endless. Now that I see a gentleman, Yunhu is not happy? ——Book of Songs "Wind and Rain"

Evil! I want to know you and live a long life. There are no mausoleums in the mountains, the rivers are exhausted, the winter thunder shakes the summer rain and snow, the heaven and the earth are united, I dare to be with you! ——"Shangxie" by the Yuefu of the Han Dynasty

Far away is the Altair star, and the bright and clear river is a Han woman. The slender hands are used to make tricks. The whole day is unfinished, and the tears are as cold as rain; the river is clear and shallow, how much longer it is! There is a room full of water, and the pulse is speechless. ——"The Faraway Altair" by Yuefu of the Han Dynasty

Li Min and others follow, and once they are dismissed from the group. It's like water pouring from the east, but there is no sun returning to the west. The night raindrops fall on the empty steps, and the light leaves the room darkly at dawn. When we feel sorry for each other and we all stop drinking, when will we get together to share our feelings? ——He Xun of the Southern and Northern Dynasties, "Farewell at night before departure"

I have been thinking about the guest for a long time, and I have traveled thousands of miles alone. The river is dark and the rain is about to come, and the waves are white and the wind is beginning to rise. ——The Southern and Northern Dynasties·He Xun sent each other off"

Seeing the moon in the palace makes me sad, and hearing the sound of heartbroken bells in the rain at night. ——"Song of Everlasting Sorrow" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

Thousands of miles in Qingcao Lake, one person walks in the yellow plum rain. I'm worried about seeing the night mooring on the beach, the sound of the wind turning the dark waves and the boats. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Lang Tao Sha"

The wind returns to the clouds, the rain breaks off, and the rain begins to clear, and the lakeside is warm and bright again. The red mountain apricot hair is scattered randomly, and the new green water apple is spread flatly. The white wild goose with low wings is still heavy when flying, and the tongue is astringent and the oriole's speech has not yet been completed. I don’t know that spring in Jiangnan is not good, as I get sick and lose my mood every year. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Spring Morning in South Lake"

The big strings are as noisy as the rain, and the small strings are as loud as whispers. The bullets are noisy and mixed, and big and small beads fall on the jade plate. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Pipa Parade and Preface"

Red Banjiang Bridge and green wine flag, Guanwa Palace is warm and the sun is setting. Unfortunately, the rain has stopped and the east wind has settled, and thousands of trees are drooping. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Willow Branches"

Early in the morning, the crickets crow and then stop, and the remaining lights go out and light up again. I heard it raining at night through the window, and the sound of bananas came first. ——"Night Rain" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

The Badong boat went to Brazil, and the waves were full of wind and rain. Polygonum is cold and the flowers are rustling red, Gracilaria is wet and its leaves are green and sad. ——Bamboo Branches by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

Staying in an empty room, the autumn nights are long, the nights are long and the sky is unclear. Geng Geng's shadow was on the wall behind the broken lamp, and there was a faint sound of rain hitting the window. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "The White-haired Man in Shangyang"

On a cold autumn night, an old man was at ease. After the lights were turned off, I fell asleep to the sound of beautiful rain. The ashes warm the fire in the bottle, and the incense warms the quilt. The dawn is clear and the cold has not yet risen, and the frost leaves are all red. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Sleeping in the Autumn Rain"

Xiyuan Post Road hangs on the city wall, and the guests disperse in the river pavilion. The rain has not yet collected. Go and have a look at the Fen River. The white clouds are still like the autumn of the Han Dynasty. ——Cen Shen of the Tang Dynasty "Guozhou Houting sent off Judge Li's envoy to Jinjiang to get Qiuzi"

The rain stopped and Yang Lindong crossed the head, and Yonghe took a boat for three days. My house is on the bank of peach blossoms, and the stream flows right in front of my door. ——Chang Jian of the Tang Dynasty, "Three Days in Search of Li Jiuzhuang"

It was raining when we were traveling, so we stopped at Jinlou. The mountains are so powerful that they shut down Kyushu. Sichuan goes from Shaanxi Road, and the river flows around Huayin. When I come to the place in the evening, I feel sad because of the wind and smoke. ——Cui Hao of the Tang Dynasty, "Inscribed on Tongguan Tower"

Cangyao is too beautiful to overlook Xianjing, and the three peaks outside the sky cannot be cut. The clouds are about to disperse in front of the Emperor Wu Temple, and the rain has begun to clear on the cactus. The river and mountains lie on the Qin Pass in the north, and the post road connects the Han Dynasty to the west. I'd like to ask the famous and wealthy people on the roadside why they should study here. ——Cui Hao of the Tang Dynasty, "Walking Through Huayin"

The wild fires on the mountain tops are burning in the cold, and the lonely peaks are wet and smoke in the rain. Hearing that there is no fighting in western Liaoning, he often sleeps in a restaurant while drunk. ——Cui Hao of the Tang Dynasty, "Song of the Hu People in Yanmen"

The cool moon is like an eyebrow hanging over the willow bay, and the mountains in the middle of the country can be seen in the mirror. Peach blossoms rained in Lanxi for three days, and carp came to the beach in the middle of the night. ——Dai Shulun of the Tang Dynasty, "Song of Lanxi River"

The grass on the Suxi Pavilion is long, who is leaning against the east wind? The swallows do not return, it is late in spring, and the apricot blossoms are cold in the misty rain. ——Dai Shulun of the Tang Dynasty, "Suxi Pavilion"

If you don't see me, Qinghai Head, no one has collected the bones since ancient times. The new ghosts are annoyed and the old ghosts are crying, and the sky is dark and rainy, chirping. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Army Chariots"

Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently. The wild paths are all dark with clouds, but the river boats are only bright with fire. Look at the red and wet place at dawn, the flowers are heavy on the official city. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Spring Night Happy Rain"

The sun and moon are white, the maple leaves are green, the sky is red and the rain is frost. ——Du Fu, Tang Dynasty, "Annotation to Han for Admonishment"

There is no drying place for the leak in the bedside room, and the rain is like hemp on the feet and has not been stopped. Since my period is disordered and I don’t sleep much, how can I get wet all night long? There are tens of thousands of mansions in Ande, which can shelter all the poor people in the world and make them happy. They are as peaceful as a mountain that cannot stand up to the wind and rain. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Song of Thatched Cottage Broken by the Autumn Wind"

Turning your hands to make clouds and covering your hands with rain, they are all frivolous, so why count them? Don't you see, if you pay attention to Bao when he is poor, this way is abandoned by today's people like dirt. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Poverty Friendship"

Spring leeks are cut in the night rain, and the yellow beams in the new cooking room are cut. The Lord said that it was difficult to meet, and it would take ten cups in one fell swoop. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "A Presentation to the Eight Virtues of the Guard"

The orioles sing in thousands of miles, reflecting the red green, and the wine flags in the mountains and rivers in the water village are in the wind. There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty, and there are many towers in the mist. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Jiangnan Spring Quatrains"

It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road feel like losing their souls. May I ask where the restaurant is? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village in the distance.

——Du Mu, Tang Dynasty, "Qingming"

After the rain, the cicadas make a noise, and the pines and osmanthus flutter in the air. The steps are covered with moss, so the white bird stays late. ——Du Mu, Tang Dynasty, "Inscribed on Yangzhou Chanzhi Temple" 2. Poems about rain

Happy rain on a spring night Du Fu

Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen.

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently.

The wild paths are all dark with clouds, but the fire on the river boats is only bright.

Looking at the red and wet place at dawn, the flowers are heavy on the official city.

The light rain in early spring Han Yu

The light rain in the sky street is as moist as crisp, the color of grass looks far away but not up close.

The most beautiful thing about spring is that it is better than the smoke and willows all over the imperial capital.

Appointment with Zhao Shixiu

During the yellow plum season, it rains everywhere, and frogs are everywhere in the grassy ponds.

I didn’t come over at midnight because I had an appointment, so I knocked on the chess pieces and let the lanterns fall.

On June 27th, Su Shi wrote drunken books at Wanghu Tower.

Black clouds rolled over the mountains without covering the mountains, and white raindrops jumped into the boat.

The ground wind blows away suddenly, and the water under Wanghu Tower is like the sky.

Night Rain Sends to the North by Li Shangyin

Jun asked about the return date but it has not yet been announced. The night rain in Bashan swells the autumn pond.

Why should I cut off the candles from the west window and talk about the rainy night in Bashan?

Listening to the Rain Jiang Jie

The young man was listening to the song of rain upstairs, the tent was dimly lit by red candles. A middle-aged man listens to the rain in a boat, the river is wide and the clouds are low, and the wild geese cry out in the west wind. Now, listening to the rain at the foot of the monk's hut, there are already stars on his temples. The joys and sorrows are always ruthless, every step of the way, every moment until dawn.

Listening to the Rain Fang Yue

Listening to the rain while sleeping in the bamboo studio, moss grows in the dream.

The door is facing the lonely mountain, and the body is idle and the birds don’t guess. 3. I want poems and poems about rain~

1. Hong Sheng of the Qing Dynasty: A branch of mottled bamboo has a thousand tears, and the misty rain in the Xiangjiang River does not know spring

2. Lu Zhi of the Yuan Dynasty: Spring comes in the south of the country. Like embroidery, the water of West Lake looks like oil after rain.

3. Chen Yuyi of the Song Dynasty: Haishang does not hesitate to be rouge-colored, standing alone in the drizzle.

4. Couplet of Tiantong Temple in Ningbo: Only when the flowers and willows are close can you find a way; when the wind is fierce and the rain is fierce, you can stand firm

5. Wang Bo of the Tang Dynasty: Painting The clouds are flying over Nanpu in the morning, the bead curtains are rolling in the west mountain rain at dusk

6. Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty: The wind and rain hit the garden at dusk, the remaining chrysanthemums are floating all over the ground and the ground is golden

7. Randolph: Happy raindrops Like the bright dewdrops in the morning, dropping pearls into the heart of the flower.

8. Yun Ge of the Qing Dynasty: It has been raining in the mountains all night, and there is not much spring. At dawn, I can see the grass on the island, and the green is as green as the Dongting wave.

9. Qu Dajun of the Qing Dynasty: Falling flowers have tears because of wind and rain, and birds have ruthlessly cried since ancient times.

10. Zhang Lai of the Song Dynasty: At dusk, the north wind blows away the rain, and the thin peaks emerge from the clouds. 4. Poems about rain

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Green bamboo hats, green coir raincoats, the slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return. - Zhang Zhihe's "Fisher's Song"

The apricot blossom rain makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling. ――――Monk Zhinan's "Quequatrains"

The morning rain in Weicheng is also light and dusty, and the guest houses are green and willows are new. ――――Wang Wei's "Sending the Second Envoy of the Yuan Dynasty to Anxi"

In the 480 temples of the Southern Dynasties, many towers were in the mist and rain. ――――Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring Quatrains"

Lying down at night listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse glaciers fall into my dream. ―――――Lu You's "Wind and Rain on November 4th"

Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. ――――Du Fu's "Joyful Rain on a Spring Night"

Seven or eight stars are out in the sky, and two or three drops of rain are falling in front of the mountain――― How many. ――――Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"

It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die. -----Du Mu's "Qingming"

The clear water is beautiful when the water is bright, and the mountains are empty and rainy, which is also strange. ――――Su Shi's "Drinking from the First Sunny and Later the Rain on the Lake"

The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind flutters the catkins, and the life experience is ups and downs and the rain is beating the peaches――――Wen Tianxiang "Crossing the Lingding Ocean"

Kongshan Xin After the rain, the weather comes late in autumn————(Wang Wei: "Mountain Dwelling in Autumn")

There is no rain on the mountain road, and the sky is green and people's clothes are wet————(Wang Wei: "In the Mountain")

It’s a cold rainy night in Wu, and I see off the solitary Chushan guest in the bright light———— (Wang Changling: "Farewell to Xin Jian at the Furong Tower")

. The sound of wind and rain at night, the flowers falling How much do you know? (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn")

2. After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late and autumn comes. (Wang Wei: "Mountain Dwelling in Autumn")

3. Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. (Du Fu: "Spring Night Happy Rain")

4. There is no rain on the mountain road, and the sky is green and people's clothes are wet, (Wang Wei: "In the Mountain")

5. Green bamboo hats, Green coir raincoat, slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return. (Zhang Zhihe: "The Fisherman's Song")

6. In the late night, I lie down listening to the wind and rain, and the iron horse glacier falls into my dream.

(Lu You: "Wind and Rain on November 4th")

7. During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road feel like they are dying. (Du Mu: "Qingming")

8. I came to Wu in the cold and rainy night, and I saw off my guest in Chu Shangu in the clear day. (Wang Changling: "Farewell to Xin Jian at the Furong Tower")

9. The morning rain in Weicheng is filled with light dust, and the guesthouses are green and willow-colored. (Wang Wei's "The Second Envoy of the Yuan Dynasty to Anxi")

10. The clear water is beautiful when the water is shining, but the mountains are also strange when they are empty and covered with rain. (Su Shi: "Drinking the First Sunny and Later the Rain on the Lake")

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Green bamboo hats, green coir raincoats, the slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return. - Zhang Zhihe's "Fisher's Song" The apricot blossom rain makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling.

————- Monk Zhinan's "Quequatrains" The morning rain in Weicheng is also light and dusty, and the guest houses are green and willows are new. ――――Wang Wei's "Sending Yuan Er Envoy to Anxi" In the 480 temples of the Southern Dynasties, many towers were in the mist and rain.

――――Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring Quatrains" I lie down at night listening to the wind and rain, and the iron horse glacier falls into my dream. ―――――Lu You's "Wind and Rain on November 4th" Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen.

――――Du Fu's "Spring Night Happy Rain" Seven or eight stars are outside the sky, and two or three points of rain are in front of the mountain - Xin Qiji's "Moon over the Xijiang River" The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and how many flowers have fallen. ——Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die.

-----Du Mu's "Qingming" The clear water is beautiful when the water shines brightly, and the mountains are empty and rainy, which is also strange. ――――Su Shi's "Drinking from the First Sunny and Later the Rain on the Lake" The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating in the catkins, and the life experience is ups and downs and the rain is hitting the rafts――――Wen Tianxiang's "Crossing the Lingding Ocean" After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather comes late in autumn————(Wang Wei : "Mountain Residence in Autumn") There is no rain on the mountain road, the sky is green and people's clothes are wet————(Wang Wei: "In the Mountain") The cold rain is falling on the river at night, and I see off the guests in the Chushan Mountain in the clear day————(Wang Changling: "Farewell to Xin Jian at the Furong Tower"). The sound of wind and rain at night makes one know how many flowers have fallen.

(Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn") 2. After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather comes late in autumn. (Wang Wei: "Mountain Dwelling in Autumn") 3. Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen.

(Du Fu: "Spring Night Happy Rain") 4. There is no rain on the mountain road, the sky is green and people's clothes are wet, (Wang Wei: "In the Mountain") 5. Green bamboo hats, green coir raincoats, slanting wind and drizzle No need to return. (Zhang Zhihe: "The Fisherman's Song") 6. At night, I lie down listening to the wind and rain, and the iron horse glacier falls into my dream.

(Lu You: "Wind and Rain on November 4th") 7. During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road feel like they are dying. (Du Mu: "Qingming") 8. It's cold and rainy night in Wu, and I see off my guests in Chushan in the clear day.

(Wang Changling: "Farewell to Xin Jian at the Furong Tower") 9. The morning rain in Weicheng brings light dust, and the guesthouses are green and willow-colored. (Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er Envoy to Anxi") 10. The water is clear when the water is shining, but the mountains are empty and rainy, which is also strange.

(Su Shi: "Drinking on the Lake at First Sunny and Later Rain") The river is raining heavily, the river grass is all over the mountain, the sky is empty, the rain is strange, the mountain rain is about to come, the wind is filling the building, the rain is passing, the sky is clear, the clouds are broken, but the rain is at night in Bashan. Late at night, I lie down and listen to the wind blowing and the heavy rain falling. The swallows are white and the rain is falling, and the beads are jumping into the boat. Good rain knows the season. The sound of wind and rain comes at night. It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival. Travelers on the road want to die. The fallen flowers are independent, and the swallows are flying together. Seven or eight stars are outside, two or three o'clock. In front of Yushan Mountain. The cold rain comes on the river at night, and I see off my guests in the lonely Chushan Mountain. The clouds are green and ready for rain, and the water is sluggish and smokey. The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. It may be sunny, but there will be clear rain, and there will be no wind or rain in my life. There is no clear sky and the cicadas are miserable. Facing the pavilion at night, the dancing pavilion and singing platform have begun to stop rain showers. They are always swept away by the wind and rain.

I am so angry that I lean on the railing and the rain breaks. It is already dusk and I am sad alone, with more wind and rain. Green bamboo hats, green coir rain clothes, no need to return in the slanting wind and drizzle. The red building looks cold across the rain. The bead foil floating lantern returns alone. The small building listens to the spring rain all night. The apricot flowers are sold in the deep alley in the Ming Dynasty. You asked about the return date but there is no timetable. The night rain in Bashan swells the autumn pond.

Why should I cut off the candles from the west window and talk about the rainy night in Bashan? The morning rain in Weicheng has cleared the dust, and the guest house is green and willow-colored. In the past, I went there, and the willows lingered; now I come to think about it, the rain and snow are falling, blowing in the valley wind, and it is overcast and rainy. I lie down at night and listen to the wind and rain, and the iron horse and the glacier fall into my dreams. The street is moistened by the light rain. The color of the grass is like crisp, look far away, but there is no small building. Listen to the spring rain all night, apricot blossoms are sold in the deep alleys in the Ming Dynasty, and the curtains of late autumn are curtained by thousands of rains. The setting sun plays a flute on the balcony, the feng shui is shining, the light is clear, the mountains are empty, the rain is also strange, the green bamboo hats are , green coir raincoat, slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return.

Poppy? Listening to the Rain Jiang Jie The young man listens to the song of the rain upstairs, the tent is dimly lit by red candles. A young man in his prime listens to the rain in a boat. The clouds in the river are low and the wild geese are calling in the west wind.

Now I am listening to the rain at the foot of the monk’s hut, and there are stars on my temples. The joys and sorrows are always ruthless, dripping from one stage to the next.

The only thing I won’t forget now is the evening mist and the spring rain crossing the maple bridge. The rain is strong and the wind is good and evil, but don’t be disgusted by the low thatched cottage.

After the rain, the grass is fragrant and the sun is setting. The apricot blossoms are scattered and the swallows are fragrant. In the 480 temples of the Southern Dynasty, there were many towers in the mist and rain. Last night it was windy and rainy.

A heavy sleep will not eliminate the remaining wine. When I asked the person behind the curtain, I found that Begonia was still the same.

Do you know? Do you know? It should be green manure, red sycamores, and drizzle, bit by bit at dusk. This time, how could the sycamore tree be so sad? It rained in the middle of the night.

Ignorance and separation from love lead to suffering.

Leaf by leaf, sound by sound, the air drips into the sky.

The spring tide brings rain late in the day, and there is no boat crossing the wild river. The rain of apricot blossoms makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face, which is not cold.

. Bursts of winter thunder, summer rain (Yinyu, the word is this), snow, rain and wind, it is the evening of March, the door is hidden at dusk, and there is no way to stay in the spring. After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather comes late in autumn.

Cherish the spring, spring is gone, and it will rain at some time. I can't make up my mind all day long, and my tears are like rain.

The curtains are lowered, and the swallows return in the drizzle. During the yellow plum season, it rains on every house. There are frogs everywhere in the grassy pond. The jade face is lonely and full of tears. A pear blossom brings rain in spring. The rain hates the clouds and makes me sad. Jiangnan is still called a beauty.

——Wang Yucheng's "Red Lips" Pink butterflies dance across the threshold in pairs, and the curtains are rolled up to let out the rain in the evening. ——Mao Xizhen's "Qing Ping Le" Yu Linling and the chilling cicadas are miserable.

It's late at night in Changting, and the showers have begun to subside. There is no trace of drinking in the capital tent, and the orchid boat urges you to stay in the place of nostalgia.

Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, I was speechless and choked. Thoughts go by, thousands of miles of mist, the dusk is heavy and the sky is vast.

Passionate sentiments have hurt parting since ancient times, and even more embarrassing and neglecting the Qingqiu Festival. Where will I wake up from my drunkenness tonight? On the bank of willows, with the dawn wind and the waning moon.

The passage of time should be a time of good times and good scenery. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them?

If you ask about leisure time, how much is it? Yichuan Tobacco fills the city.

Plum yellow Shigure. . The wind and rain send spring home, and the flying snow welcomes spring. The cliffs are already covered with hundreds of feet of ice, and there are still beautiful flowers and branches in the spring, and everything is shining. ---------- The ancient poem "Long Song Xing" of Han Dynasty Yuefu I don't know the details. Who cuts out the leaves, the spring breeze in February is like scissors -------- "Ode to the Willows" by He Zhizhang of Tang Dynasty The light rain on the street is as moist as crisp, but the color of grass looks far away but there is no grass up close.

The most beneficial thing about spring is the willows that fill the imperial capital with smoke - Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty, "Early Spring Presents to Zhang Shiba of the Water Department" A few peach blossoms outside the bamboo, a prophet of the warmth of the spring river. -----------Su Shi of the Song Dynasty, "Two Evening Scenes on the Spring River by Hui Chong" It is easy to recognize the east wind, and it is always spring with a thousand colors and reds------"Spring Day" by Zhu Xi of the Song Dynasty, the clothes are wet The apricot blossoms are raining, and the willow wind is not cold on the face. ---------- "Quatrains" by Monk Zhinan of the Southern Song Dynasty. The wild flowers are gradually charming the eyes, and only the shallow grass can have no horse hooves.

――――Bai Juyi 〈〈Spring Tour at Qiantang Lake〉〉 When the moon comes out, birds startle the mountains, and they sing in the spring stream. ――――Wang Wei's "Birdsong Stream" The spring tide brings rain late in the evening, and there is no boat crossing the wild river.

――――Wei Yingwu's "Xijian of Chuzhou" An ancient poem describing summer. The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are unique. 6. Poems about rain

The sound of wind and rain at night makes you know how many flowers have fallen. "Spring Dawn" by Meng Haoran

Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. Du Fu's "Spring Night Happy Rain"

Seven or eight stars are outside the sky, and two or three points of rain are falling in front of the mountain. Xin Qiji's "Moon over the Xijiang River"

The light rain in the street is as moist as crisp, the color of grass looks far away but not up close. Tang Dynasty Han Yu's "Early Spring Presents the Water Department Zhang Shiba Yuanwai"

The spring tide brings rain that comes late, and there is no one to cross the wild crossing. Wei Yingwu's "West Stream of Chuzhou"

The apricot blossom rain makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling it. "Quatrains" by Monk Zhinan of the Southern Song Dynasty

During the yellow plum season, it rains everywhere, and frogs are everywhere in the grassy ponds. "Invitation" by Zhao Shixiu of the Song Dynasty

Green bamboo hats, green coir raincoats, no need to return in the slanting wind and drizzle. "Fisher's Song" by Zhang Zhihe

The apricot blossom rain makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling it. "Quequatrains" by Monk Zhinan

The morning rain in Weicheng is also light and dusty, and the guest house is green and the willows are new. Wang Wei's "Sending the Second Envoy of the Yuan Dynasty to Anxi"

In the 480 temples of the Southern Dynasties, many towers were in the mist and rain. Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring Quatrains"

Lying down at night listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse glaciers fall into sleep. Lu You's "Wind and Rain on November 4th"

It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road feel like they are dying. Du Mu's "Qingming"

The water is bright and sunny, but the mountains are empty and rainy. Su Shi's "Drinking from the First Sunny and Later the Rain on the Lake"

The mountains and rivers are broken, the wind flutters the catkins, and the life experience is ups and downs, and the rain hits the pods. "Crossing the Lingding Ocean" by Wen Tianxiang

The rain hates the clouds and the clouds are sad, but Jiangnan is still called a beauty. Wang Yucheng's "Red Lips"

Pink butterflies dance across the threshold, and the curtains are rolled up to let out the rain in the evening. Mao Xizhen's "Qing Ping Le"

The fallen flower man is independent, and Wei Yuyan flies together.

Entering Wu in the cold and rainy night, I saw off my guests in Chu Shangu in the morning.

The clouds are green and it looks like it is raining, and the water is still and it looks like smoke.

The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. It is sunny but sometimes sunny.

On the dancing pavilion and singing stage, the wind is always blown away by the rain.

I was so angry that the rain stopped by the railing.

It is already dusk, I am sad alone, and it is even more windy and rainy.

The red building looks cold across the rain, and the bead foil floating lantern returns alone.

Listen to the spring rain in the small building all night, and sell apricot flowers in the deep alleys in the Ming Dynasty.

When you asked about the return date, the autumn pond was filled with rain at night in Bashan. How can I cut off the candles from the west window and talk about the rainy night in Bashan?

The morning rain in Weicheng is clear and the dust is clear, and the guesthouses are green and willow-colored.

In the past, when I went there, the willow trees lingered; now when I come to think about it, it is raining and snowing.

Get used to the valley wind, and use the clouds to rain.

At night, I lie down listening to the wind and rain, and the iron horse glacier falls into my dream.

The light rain on Tianjie is as moist as crisp, and the color of grass looks far away but not up close.

Listen to the spring rain in the small building all night, and sell apricot flowers in the deep alley in the Ming Dynasty.

In late autumn, thousands of houses are covered with rain, and a flute of wind blows on the rooftop as the sun sets.

Green bamboo hats, green coir raincoats, no need to return in the slanting wind and drizzle.

The only thing I won’t forget now is the evening mist and the spring rain crossing the maple bridge.

The rain is strong and the wind is good and evil, but don’t be tired of the thatched cottage being low.

After the rain, the grass is fragrant and the sun is setting. The apricot blossoms are scattered and the swallows are fragrant.

It was windy and rainy last night. Heavy sleep will not eliminate the remaining wine. When I asked the person behind the curtain, I found that Begonia was still the same. Do you know? Do you know? It should be green manure and red manure.

There is also drizzle under the phoenix trees, and it rains bit by bit at dusk. This time, how can one say "sorrow"?

Putong trees, rain in the middle of the night. If you don't know how to leave love, you will suffer. Leaf by leaf, sound by sound, the air drips into the sky.

The spring tide brings rain late in the day, and there is no boat crossing the wild river.

It’s rainy and windy at the end of March, the door is closed at dusk, and there is no way to stay in the spring.

After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather comes late in autumn.

Cherish the spring, spring is gone, and it will rain at some time.

I can’t make up my mind all day long, crying like rain.

The curtains are lowered, and the swallows return in the drizzle.

During the yellow plum season, it rains every house, and there are frogs everywhere in the grass pond...

The jade face is lonely and full of tears, and a pear blossom brings rain in spring.

If you ask about leisure time, how much is it? Yichuan Tobacco fills the city. Plum yellow Shiyu.

The wind and rain send spring back, and the flying snow welcomes spring. The cliffs are already covered with ice, and there are still flowers and branches on the beautiful river, and the rain is all over the river and the grass is everywhere

The mountains are empty and covered with rain, which is also strange

The mountain rain is about to come, and the wind fills the building

After the rain, the blue clouds break the virginity

But what to say when it rains at night in Bashan

The heavy rain falls on the quiet swallows

White rain and random beads jumped into the boat

Let the misty rain live for the rest of your life

. "Heavy Rain in Youmei Hall" by Su Shi There was a thunder under the feet of the tourists, and the stubborn clouds in the house were unable to be cleared away. It was dark outside and the wind blew across the sea, and flying rain came across the river from eastern Zhejiang. The golden statue is very shining, and thousands of sticks are beating on the drum. Arouse the banished fairy spring to sprinkle the noodles, pour the shark room and pour out the roses. 2. "Spring Day" Qin Guan One night, light thunder fell on thousands of silk threads, and the jade light was jagged. The loving peony contains spring tears, the powerless rose lies on the dawn branch. 7. Asking for 20 poems about rain

Green bamboo hats, green coir raincoats, the slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return. - Zhang Zhihe's "Yu Gezi"

The desire to wear clothes Wet apricot blossoms rain, and the willow wind blows on my face without chilling. ――――Monk Zhinan's "Quequatrains"

The morning rain in Weicheng is also light and dusty, and the guest houses are green and willows are new. ――――Wang Wei's "Sending the Second Envoy of the Yuan Dynasty to Anxi"

In the 480 temples of the Southern Dynasties, many towers were in the mist and rain. ――――Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring Quatrains"

Lying down at night listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse glaciers fall into my dream. ―――――Lu You "Wind and Rain on November 4th"

Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. ――――Du Fu's "Joyful Rain on a Spring Night"

Seven or eight stars are out in the sky, and two or three drops of rain are falling in front of the mountain――― How many. ――――Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"

It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die. -----Du Mu's "Qingming"

The clear water is beautiful when the water is bright, and the mountains are empty and rainy, which is also strange. ――――Su Shi's "Drinking from the First Sunny and Later the Rain on the Lake"

The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind flutters the catkins, and the life experience is ups and downs and the rain is beating the peaches――――Wen Tianxiang "Crossing the Lingding Ocean"

Kongshan Xin After the rain, the weather comes late in autumn————(Wang Wei: "Mountain Dwelling in Autumn")

There is no rain on the mountain road, and the sky is green and people's clothes are wet————(Wang Wei: "In the Mountain")

Entering Wu in the cold rainy night on the river, seeing off Chu Shangu in the bright light—— (Wang Changling: "Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Tower")

Entering Wu in the cold rainy night on the river , Pingming sees off guests in Chu Shangu. Relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other like a heart filled with ice in a jade pot.

The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. The Tao is ruthless but affectionate.

The autumn wind is bleak, the autumn grass is yellow, and the autumn lights are bright and the autumn nights are long. I already feel that the autumn window will never end, and the wind and rain will make it desolate.

————A Dream of Red Mansions