The awning window is stormy and awkward. What is Wang Xi Road in Huaiyang? No one asked about the main wine.
The wind was beating against the awning window, and it was raining in Mao Mao, and it was hard to get rid of the haze. I have to think about it and write poems and lyrics. Looking west at Huaiyang, where are you going today? Looking forward to a letter, I took my glass and asked the boatman for a number.
2. "More jade and incense"-Tang Dynasty literature
Buttonwood tree, it is raining in the middle of the night, and the hobby that never leaves is bitter. A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light.
The buttonwood tree outside the window was wet by the cold rain in the middle of the night, whether she was sad for the departure in the room or not. Drop by drop, raindrops pounded the leaves of buttonwood and fell on the deserted stone steps until dawn.
3. A rainy night remembers friends from the north-Li Shangyin in the Tang Dynasty.
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.
You asked me the date of going home, but it was difficult to decide the date. There is heavy rain in Bashan tonight, and the rain has filled the autumn pool. When can we have a long talk by candlelight and tell each other our thoughts in the rainy night tonight?
4. "Fu, rain and wind send people"-the second visit to the public in the Song Dynasty
Wind and rain give people away, and wind and rain keep people alive. The cup and plate leave you in a hurry, and the wind and rain urge you to go. Tears are unclear, eyebrows are still sad. Don't go upstairs tomorrow, it's raining upstairs.
It is the spring rain that sends people away, and it is also the spring rain that keeps people. At the farewell party, people said goodbye in a hurry, and it was the wind and rain that urged people to leave. Tears never dried up, and there was sadness in my brow. Don't look up at the tall buildings when I miss you tomorrow. There is a lot of wind and rain upstairs.
5. Long lovesick rain-Song Si Wanyong
One, one more. The lights in the banana window outside the window are infinite.
It has been raining, listening to the sound of rain outside the window until it is deep and it is difficult to sleep. The banana in the rain and the oil lamp in the house seem to be sentimental at this time, comforting me lonely.
2. Poetry 1 About missing my lover on a rainy night, "More Leaking Jade Furnace Incense" Tang Dynasty: Wen.
Buttonwood tree, it is raining in the middle of the night, and the hobby that never leaves is bitter.
A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light.
Vernacular translation: The buttonwood tree outside the window was wet by the cold rain in the middle of the night, whether she was sad for leaving in the room or not. Drop by drop, raindrops pounded the leaves of buttonwood and fell on the deserted stone steps until dawn.
2, "Partridge, a little residual red in the end" Song Zhou Zi.
When a little residual red is about to run out. The screen is full of cool autumn air.
It was raining on the plane leaves in the middle of the night, and the leaves were leaving.
Adjust the treasure, dial the gold. At that time, they sang partridge words together.
It's windy and rainy now, and I cry when I can't hear the song clearly.
I kept a residual lamp alone. It almost burned out. It just started to get cold, and the autumn wind filled the curtains and screens. In the middle of the night, the rain drops on the buttonwood, and every leaf makes a sound, which is the sad sound of parting.
At that time, she and I were teasing each other, stirring the warm fragrance of the submerged water in the furnace, and singing "Partridge Ci" in chorus. How happy we are. Now, lonely in this west building, on this stormy night, it's hard to stop crying if you don't hear this song clearly.
3. "A short message 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.
You asked me when I would go back, but I haven't set a date yet. At the moment, evening rain is falling, and the autumn rain is full of Hechi. When can I go back to my hometown, and we can talk while cutting candles under the west window? Then I'll be a guest in Bashan tonight and listen to the drizzle and tell you how lonely I am and how much I miss you!
4, "Operator, Wind and Rain to Send People" Song: You stabbed the public.
Wind and rain give people away, and wind and rain keep people alive.
The cup and plate leave you in a hurry, and the wind and rain urge you to go.
Tears are unclear, eyebrows are still sad.
Don't go upstairs tomorrow, it's raining upstairs.
Interpretation of the vernacular: it is the spring rain that gives people away and the spring rain that keeps people. At the farewell party, people said goodbye in a hurry, and it was also the wind and rain that urged people to leave. Tears never dried up, and there was sadness in my brow. Don't look up at the tall buildings when I miss you tomorrow. There is a lot of wind and rain upstairs.
5,' butterfly lovers, the sudden release of spring' five generations: Li Yu.
Take a walk in the pavilion at night. Just after Qingming Festival, I gradually feel the pain in the Spring Festival Evening.
Count the rain and wind. Hazy moonlight clouds come and go. Peach and apricot have a faint fragrance.
Who is on the swing, whispering in laughter. An inch of acacia, despair. There is no place on earth that is arranged.
Walking on the pavilions at night, I don't know why I have already felt the breath of Tomb-Sweeping Day passing away just after spring. There are scattered raindrops at night, and the moon is surrounded by clouds, giving off a hazy luster.
Peach blossoms and apricot blossoms are fragrant in the dark night air. I wonder who is the woman who is swinging in the garden and talking and laughing softly? I miss her a thousand times, but in the vast world, there is no place to sort out my homesickness.
3. About Xiaoyu's poem "Early Spring" Tang Hanyu
The rain in Sky Street is crisp, the grass is far and near, but there is nothing. The most important benefit is the spring of the year, which is better than the smoke and willows everywhere in the imperial city.
Is Liu Changqing Yan Tang Shiyuan?
The spring breeze leans against the green city, and the water town is cold, cloudy and sunny in spring. You can't see the wet clothes in the drizzle, but you can't hear the sound of idle flowers falling to the ground.
"Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Tang Du Fu
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
The night is dark and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
Yu Gezi Zhang Tang He Zhi
Xisai Mountain before the white egrets fly freely, the river, plump mandarin fish swimming happily, floating in the water in the peach is so bright and full.
Green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle.
"Dwelling House" Don Wei Wu Ying
Although the level is different, there is a camp when you go out.
Rainy night has come, but I don't know if spring grass is growing. Green hills suddenly appeared and birds were singing around the house.
Sometimes, I am with Taoist priests or firewood. Who's Bo Rong Shi?
Du Fu in the Tang Dynasty: Two Poems on the Water Threshold
Go to Guo Xuan, there is no village overlooking the credit. There are few flat banks in Chengjiang River, and there are many quiet trees and late flowers.
Fish come out in the drizzle, and swallow in the breeze. The city100000 households, there are only two or three households here.
It often rains at night in Shu, and the river sill is clear. The leaves and dry clothes are dense in the pond, and the pillows are clear.
Can't live up to your old illness, but can't live up to your reputation. A drop of wine is a great gift to your life.
"Xianyang Value Rain" Ting Yun, Tang Wen
It is raining heavily in xian yangqiao, and there are fishing boats in the air. Just like Dongting spring water, Xiaoyun will enter Yueyang.
Tang Li Shangyin's "Falling Stone Pavilion, Cuizhou"
The bamboo dock is clean and the water is clear, and the homesickness is separated from the city.
Bai Juyi sleeps in the autumn rain at night in Tang Dynasty
On a cold night in Sanqiu, an old man was at home. After turning off the lights, he fell asleep in the beautiful rain.
Ash stays in the thermos flask of fire, and the incense is warm and caged. The sun is shining, it is freezing, and the frost leaves are full of red.
Shi zhinan's quatrains in Song Dynasty
Ancient trees covered with short eaves in the shade, wooden sticks and quinoa helped me cross the east of the bridge.
Huan Xi sha song Qin Guan
The desert is light and cold, and hooligans are like poor autumn.
Free flying flowers are as light as dreams, endless silk rain is as thin as sorrow, and small silver hooks hang curtains.
Spring rain in Lin 'an: a journey between Song and Lu.
The taste of the world has been as thin as gauze for many years, which makes the riders in Beijing. The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers.
Short paper line idle grass, fine milk play window tea. Plain clothes won't sigh until Tomb-Sweeping Day.
"Cold Spring" Song Chen Yu Yi
In February, Baling was windy, and the cold spring was not over. Begonia stands alone in the rouge drizzle.
"Guest" Song Zhao Shi Xiu
In Huangmei season, it rains at home, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond. If you don't come at midnight, knock off the snuff.
April in the Country Song Weng Juan
It's raining like smoke in full of green. In the countryside in April, there are few idle people, and sericulture is planted in the fields.
Song Wangzao in Spring
There are not ten sunny days in a spring, and there will be overcast clouds everywhere.
Peach blossoms smile from the fence as if they were the most affectionate. Smokers wear wet clothes and chickens crow in the afternoon.
Song Wangzao, that's what happened.
In summer, swallows can talk, and the green locust garden is not cloudy. No one sees the rain in the west window, and the banana is a few feet away.
The double heron can turn over the snow, and the waves are clear from the ground. Hook the curtain on the wind and smoke, and lie down and watch the clouds bring rain.
Listening to Fang Yue's rain song
Zhu Zhai sleeps and listens to the rain, and moss grows in dreams.
"Small Garden" Song Luyou
When Xiao Yuan Tobacco met its neighbor, Santo was lying in front of the final volume of Tao poetry, hoeing melons in a light rain.
Su Shi, Ding Fengbo
Don't listen to the leaves beating in the forest, why not sing and walk slowly? Bamboo straw sandals are lighter than horses, who is afraid? Misty rain lasts for a lifetime.
The cold spring breeze woke me up, and the weather was a little cold, but the hills tilted to meet me. Looking back at the bleak place, I went home without rain or eyes.
4. Du Fu and Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night's drizzle poems.
The rain in Hanyu Tianjie is as crisp as crisp, and the grass looks far and near, but it is nowhere to be seen. The most important benefit is the spring of the year, which is better than the smoke willow of the imperial city.
Two Poems "Watching and Hunting on the Water Threshold" (I)
mansion/residence of a prince
When the wind blows, the general hunts Weicheng. To go to Guo Xuan, no village can count on credit.
Grass withered and eagle eye disease, light snow.
Suddenly I passed Xinfeng City and returned to Xiliuying. Fish swam out in the drizzle and swallows leaned in the breeze.
Looking back at the carving place, the clouds are thousands of miles flat. One hundred thousand households in the city, two or three households here.
Light rain on Jianmen Road Author: Lu You Times: Song Dynasty
Dust and wine stains on clothes make you disappear everywhere.
This body is a poet, riding a donkey into the sword door in the drizzle.
Tang Liu Changqing's "Send Scholar Yuan"
The spring breeze leans against the river and the green city, the water town is cold and cloudy in spring, and the sun is shining high. Rain is wet, clothes are invisible, and idle flowers are silent. The solitary sail on the sunset river is green, and the love in Wan Li, Hunan Province is green. When we meet, we know that Chunpao has been mistaken for a Confucian scholar.
Hengtang
Chengda Fan
Nanpu spring comes to a blue river, and the stone bridge Zhuta is still there.
Every year, seeing off guests on Hengtang Road, hanging trees and painting boats in drizzle.
. A song with a "slow voice" Li Qingzhao
Looking around, lonely and sad.
It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold at first.
Three glasses of light wine, how can you object to his coming late and rushing!
Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.
Yellow flowers were piled all over the floor, withered and damaged. Who can pick them now?
Looking out the window, how can you be black alone! The Indus River is drizzling,
At dusk, dribs and drabs. This time, what a sad sentence!
Poems about walking on the mountain with lovers in the rain are waiting for you in the rain.
Yu Guangzhong
Waiting for you in the rain, in the rainbow rain.
The cicada falls and the frog rises.
A pool of red lotus is like a flame, in the rain.
It doesn't matter whether you come or not, but do you think
Every lotus is like you.
Especially through the dusk, through the drizzle.
Eternity, instant, instant, eternity
Waiting for you outside of time
Waiting for you in time, in an instant and in eternity.
If your hand is in my hand, at this moment.
If your qingfen
In my nostrils, I would say, little lover.
No, this hand should be picking lotus, in the Wu Palace.
This hand should be
Shake the laurel paddle on Mulan boat.
A star hangs on the cornice of the science museum.
Aconitum usually hangs.
The Swiss watch says it's seven o'clock. Suddenly you came.
Red-violet after the rain, Pian Pian, there you are.
Like a poem
You come from a love story.
From Jiang Baishi, rhymes, there you are.
Huanxisha
Year: Yuan Author:
I don't hate the emerald lock moth eyebrow. Luo Yi tried the spring breeze first. Acacia is only for two west and east. The curtain is hung with jade hooks and clouds, and the golden duck is fragrant with rain. This feeling can't be expressed in words.
Three Xiao Yu songs
Year: Song Author: Zhao Fan
There are no mountains in the clouds, but the trees are covered by rain.
When we met, we said we missed each other, and we missed each other.
Fishing sent Huang Renbo to Fengcheng, and then Bo sent my concubine back to China.
Year: Yuan Author: Zhang Jian
In a hurry, in ChuXiang, Gu Hong's autumn night plane flew over Nanpu. Come with the peach leaves, and go first when spring comes. Worried. Ask that song, I've heard people whisper. Tonight is the hardest. Go to fengxi bridge, shut the reed flowers at night, and listen to the rain with candles Wu Shuang's temples, how to protect the broken hat and the west wind. All the filar silk is detached. Old feelings are cold and new, and you always have to pay for the lyrics. You remember. Waiting for the snowy night, Acacia will take advantage of Chaigang Road. Song for you. Pay with the car, call wine lightly, and focus on national fragrance.