Poems about flowers and rain 1. Poems about flowers and rain

Wait until the mountain is on holiday, and I'll come back at chrysanthemum time. (Meng Haoran: "Passing the Old Village")

I drink a pot of wine from the flowers alone. No one is with me. (Li Bai: "Drinking the Moon Alone")

But now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded. (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn")

Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness. (Du Fu: Hope in Spring)

5. Look at the red and wet place, and the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. (Du Fu: "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night")

6. A secluded place with a bamboo path, branches and flowers leads to a Buddhist retreat. (Chang Jian: "Zen Forest after Breaking Mountain Temple")

7. Huang Siniang's family is full of flowers, and thousands of them are low. (Du Fu: "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River")

8. There is nothing to do. It's like knowing Yan. (Yan Shu:

2. Poems describing the wind and rain of flowers and plants

Hua 1 Wait until the mountain holiday, and I'll come back at chrysanthemum time. (Meng Haoran passes by the old people's village) 2 The flowers are helpless, and it seems that I have met Yan Gui. (Yan Shu Huan Xi Sha) But now I think of that night, that storm, and I don't know how many flowers were folded. (Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn") 4 Petals have flowed like tears, and solitary birds have sung their grief. (Du Fu's "Spring Hope") 5 Look at the red and wet place at dawn, and the flowers on Jinguan City are heavy. (Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night") 6 winding paths lead to a secluded place. Branches and flowers to a Buddhist retreat. Grass 1 flowers are more and more attractive, but shallow grass has no horseshoe. (Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang) The vast grass crosses the plain and comes and goes with the four seasons. (The ancient grass bid farewell to Bai Juyi) Although the country is divided, the mountains and rivers last forever, and the vegetation turns green in spring. (Du Fu's "Spring Hope") 4 Alone beside the grass, there are orioles singing in the deep trees. (In Xixi, Chuzhou, Wei Wuying) Grass is better than bean sprouts. (Tao Yuanming returns to the garden house) Six narrow trees are long, and the evening dew is stained with clothes. (Tao Yuanming returns to the garden) Wind and rain: 3. Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. The wind sneaks into the night and moistens things silently —— Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night by Tang Du Fu. 4. Fish comes out in the drizzle, and Yan is inclined in the breeze-Tang Du Fu's water sill. A small building in the sunset-Tang Du Mu's Yangzhou Zen Temple 7. A touch of the setting sun is sprinkled in the water, half the river is rustling and half the river is red-don Bai Juyi's Ode to Mujiang 8. Chun Xue is full of air, and the touch seems to blossom. I don't know if the trees in the garden are really beautiful —— Chun Xue in Oriental Autumn of Tang Dynasty 9. The bright moon is in the sky, and the golden sun shines on the sun-Tang Yanmen's Taishouxing 1 1. When dogs bark in Chai Men, snow comes to people at night —— Owner of Furong Mountain in Changqing Snow House, Liu Tang 12. Birds are startled by the moon in the mountains and singing in the spring stream-Tang Dynasty. Wang Wei's Bird Watching Creek. Traveling with People in the Moon —— Drinking asking for the moon by Tang Libai 15. Snowflakes in Yanshan Mountain are as big as seats, and they have blown down Xuanyuantai, the Tang Dynasty. Li Bai's Popular North 16. Mountain breeze blows the empty forest, if someone whispers —— A mountain trip in late autumn in Cen Can in Tang Dynasty 17. Just like the strong wind in spring, it is well known that good manners appear at night-Qiu Si was made by Du Mu in the Tang Dynasty 19. Rain is coming, and the wind fills the building —— Night view of the West Building of Xianyang City Hun 20. You can't see the drizzle and wet clothes, and you can't hear the idle flowers falling to the ground —— Liu Changqing's Bieyan Poetry Garden in Tang Dynasty 2 1. Dark clouds turn over ink to cover mountains and leave blank. Asking for wine from the sky —— Shi's "Water Tune".

3. Poems about flowers and rain

Poems describing spring rain

There is a lot of rain in the apricot blossom season. The mountain surrounds the remote village. Water surrounds this remote village. (Liu Xianlun)

Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. (Du Mu)

The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing. (Wei)

Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. (Du Fu)

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. (Han Yu)

The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold. (Zhi Nan)

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There are countless peach blossoms on the stream, and orioles are on the flowers. (Huang Tingjian)

Peach blossoms on both sides of the strait are baked at sunrise, and the surrounding high willows hang down to the sky. (Jiang Yan)

But with silence, fireworks are in March and spring. (Zheng Jueqi)

Peach blossoms follow the water all day long, and the mouth of the peach garden is by the stream? (Zhang Xu)

Peach blossoms spring water, bathing in the water. (Wei Zhuang)

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4. Who has an ancient poem about Yuhua?

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. "Du Wei's" After a long rain in Suwangchuan "accumulated rain and empty fireworks were late. Steamed quinoa and boiled millet to Jiaodong? .

An egret flies over the quiet swamp, and mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer. I learned to watch the morning glory in the mountains calmly and eat sunflower seeds with dew under the pine trees.

Why should I scare seagulls, even if I think about it, by giving the honorary position to any clown? . Liu Wan's "Sending Money to Rain": The accumulated rain is fine, regardless of hunger and cold.

Take care of your clothes, look at your elbows, and look in the mirror for words. Nine mud seas, wet clouds in Qian Shan.

Dragon Bell drives Money Festival, thinking of you everywhere. Qinyuan Spring-Snow Northland scenery, thousands of miles of ice, snow in Wan Li.

Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, I only feel embarrassed; When the river rises and falls, it loses momentum. Mountain dancing silver snake, galloping the original sound of wax elephant, want to compare with the weather.

When the weather is fine, look at the sunny market. What a charming sight! This land is so beautiful that countless heroes bow to their knees.

Cherish Qin Huang Hanwu, slightly lost literary talent; Tang Zong Song Zu, slightly less coquettish. Genghis Khan, the hero of the throne, only knows how to draw a bow and shoot arrows.

These characters are gone, a few heroes who can make contributions, look at today's people. "The painting hall rose in the morning to report that it was snowing."

Li Bai's "Qing Ping Le", a boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold river-snow, Liu Zongyuan's "Snow White" didn't have time for spring, so it flew between the trees in the courtyard. Snow eagle on the back, borneol in the horseshoe.

The snow-capped mountains are barren and the glaciers are full of geese. Smoky spring fishing is quiet, and the night chess in the igloo is deep.

At dusk, suddenly snowflakes are dancing in the wind. The snowy mountain is near, and the sky is too high to think.

Three million Yulong was defeated and broken bones were flying all over the sky. The jade steps leave the bright moon for one night, and the golden hall is full of flowers in three spring.

Three thousand silver is the same color, and the terrace jade on the twelfth floor is a layer. Jiangshan is not thousands of miles away from jathyapple, and there are thousands of selfless jade Qian Qian in the world.

"The north wind rolled the white grass and blew them. Eight In the snow crossed the Tatar sky. If I were next year, I would like to report a peach blossom, but I don't like chrysanthemums in flowers, but I don't like flowers. Lonely birds sing their sadness, petals flow like tears, and I am in the dark moonlight. How many times have you looked at me and played the flute on the plum blossom? Arouse jade people, whether they are cold or crawling. He Xun is old now, but he forgot the words of the spring breeze. But the strange flowers are sparse outside the bamboo, and the fragrance is cold into the Yao mat. Jiang Guo was speechless and sighed away, and snow began to accumulate at night. The green statue is easy to cry, and the red calyx is silent and unforgettable. When can I see it? Shade-thinning moss, branches decorated with jade, small bluebirds, branches together. When the guests meet, the hedge corner is dusk, and the bamboo is silent. Zhao Jun disliked Hu Shayuan, but secretly remembered the north of Jiangyong. He wants to come back on a moonlit night and turn this flower into an orphan. He still remembers the old story of the deep palace, where the man was sleeping and flying near the moth green. It's like a spring breeze. No matter what Ying Ying does, he has already arranged a golden house to hide his charming.

The beautiful shadows are colorful to welcome the warm sun, and the red makeup is graceful and fragrant. I advise you to cherish these three spring colors. I don't bear the east wind, and the flowers are colorful and bright, and the flowers are like brocade. I welcome the children's rules, but my heart is full of blood, red clouds move the guest's feelings, three independent westerly winds, peace is self-imposed, and I am proud of the autumn frost and have extraordinary ambitions. Extraordinary and refined products bloom freely, fragrant, colorful, unreal and embellished with brocade. Look at Huang Rui, flying; Smoke, colorful spots.

Beautiful and elegant, elegant and elegant, as elegant as Qiong Yao, as beautiful as a fairy. The enchanting land makes the flowers fragrant and pale, gorgeous and human.

Dongfeng returns to Zhu Yan. It's no use laughing at me.

Cherish three springs and ten thousand stems, and come to the bottom of the pen altogether; A hundred kinds at a time, it is difficult to the end. Elegant courtship will win extraordinary visits, and heroic people will sing and scream loudly.

There is no need to sigh, and it is fragrant and fragrant, covering the sky. I don't like the flowers in the bustling snow, but I can cut out the colors of winter. I dare to stand out against the cold wind. I can't help falling, and I feel familiar with Yan.

The seven feelings are like tears, and the lonely bird has already sung sorrow. Eight peach blossom ponds are deep in thousands of feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way has set for nine days.

Just like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees. But now I remember that night, that storm, I wonder how many flowers were broken? Eleven is the beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and you will meet the gentleman when the flowers fall.

On the twelfth day, the spring breeze is beautiful and the flowers and plants are fragrant. Thirteen yellow flowers are full of flowers, and thousands of flowers are low.

On the 14th, egrets flew in front of Mount Cisse, peach blossoms flowed, and mandarin fish were fat. Spring flowers are flying all over the sky, and the east wind is cold and the willows are oblique.

Sixteen Suzaku Bridges are full of weeds and flowers, and the sunset in Wuyi Port is oblique. /kloc-at sunrise on 0/7, the river is redder than fire, and the river is as green as the blue of spring.

There are three or two peach blossoms outside the eighteen bamboos, and there are duck prophets in the spring water heating. On day 19, lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and lotus flowers reflect sunlight in different colors.

The trees on the west bank of my home have blossomed and withered.

There are three ancient poems about flowers, rain and snow.

Plum blossoms and snow:

Chinese plum

Wang Anshi knows from a distance that it is not snow, because there is incense. Yamagata Xiaomei

In Lin Hejing, the shadow of the Tang Dynasty is oblique, the water is shallow, and a faint fragrance comes at dusk. Xue Mei

Lu Meipo

The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance. Looking for plum blossoms in the snow

Tang Xiaogang

I'm never surprised that the plum blossom is late. I'm also trying to peep in the snow.

Ding Fengbo

Su Shi

Don't pay attention to the beating rain in the forest. Mei sings a long whistle and walks leisurely.

Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night

Du Fu

Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.

Qingming Festival

During the Qingming Festival in Du Mu, it rained in succession, and pedestrians on the road wanted to break their souls.

6. Poems about flowers, moon and rain

Flowers: Lotus leaves are infinite, and lotus flowers that reflect sunlight are of different colors.

No rain covered all the flowers, but there were still branches of Ao Shuang in the chrysanthemum. Red bean shrubs grow in the south and produce many branches in spring.

But this spring spring, after all, can't be caged. Look, there is a pink apricot sticking out of the wall. Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there.

Do you know it should be green, fat and thin? The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance. Willow color is golden and tender, pear flower is fragrant with snow, Chunlan is fragrant with autumn chrysanthemum, which lasts for a long time.

It means to tune Chunlan, and the autumn word is chrysanthemum, which has a long fragrance. Only the peony is the real beauty, which attracted countless people to appreciate at the flowering stage and alarmed the whole Chang 'an City.

Month: It's moonlit tonight. I wonder whose home Qiu Si will stay. Looking at the moon for fifteen nights, the bright moon rises from the mountain of heaven, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds.

Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.

The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind. I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.

The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering. Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.

I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way. I can't get enough of how bright in the moonlight at home! In the deeper moonlight, horseshoes urged me to come back in the moonlight.

Birds inhabit the trees by the pool, and monks push the moon down the door to pity the third night in September. It is like a pearl-like moon and a bow on the moon, and now it is full at sea. At this time, it is raining: green bamboo, green hemp fiber, no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle. -Zhang's "Fishing Songs" wet his clothes and his face was not cold and windy. -the quatrains written by Zhinan and Shang, Weicheng is light in the rain, and the guest house is green and willow.

-Wang Wei's "Send Two Stones to Anxi" 480 temples in the Southern Dynasties, with many towers and misty rain. -Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring Poetry" lies listening to the stormy night, and the iron horse glacier dream.

-Lu You's "The Wind and Rain on November 4" knows that the rainy season is good, and it happens in spring. -Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night There were seven or eight stars in the sky, but it rained for two or three minutes in front of the mountain-Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon, but now I think of that night, that storm, and I don't know how many flowers were broken.

-Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" It rains in the Qingming period, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. -Du Mu's "The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival" is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy.

—— Drinking Chu Qingyu on Lake Sushi is as light as a dream, and the continuous silk rain is as fine as sorrow. -Qin Song Guan's "Cold House in the Desert of Huanxisha" is coming, and the cock crows.

If you meet a gentleman, you don't have to worry about it? The wind blew through the rain, and there was a cock crow outside the window. Why not be embarrassed when you meet a gentleman? The wind and rain darkened the sky and the cock crowed outside the window.

Didn't Hu Yun like seeing a gentleman? -The Book of Songs "Storm" Cao Qinghu Wan Li, Huang Meiyu walked alone. I'm worried about the sound of the wind overturning the dark waves and hitting the boat on the beach.

-Tang Baijuyi's "Langtaosha" The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs. -Wen Tianxiang's "Crossing the Lingdingyang" is an empty mountain after the rain, and autumn colors stand at dusk-(Wang Wei: "Autumn colors in the mountains") There is no rain on the mountain road, and clothes are wet-(Wang Wei:) Friends, if Luoyang friends invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!

Dong Sheng rises and falls in the west, but Tao is ruthless but affectionate. The autumn wind is bleak, the autumn grass is yellow and the autumn night is long.

I feel that the autumn window is boundless and bleak like wind and rain. -A Dream of Red Mansions "Leaving a Residual Lotus to Listen to the Rain" Haitang is ashamed and independent.

Falling Flowers Independent, Swift Qi Fei.

7. Poems about flowers, moon and rain

Flowers:

The next day, the lotus leaves are infinite, and the lotus flowers that reflect sunlight are of different colors.

No rain covered all the flowers, but there were still branches of Ao Shuang in the chrysanthemum.

Red bean shrubs grow in the south and produce many branches in spring.

But this spring spring, after all, can't be caged. Look, there is a pink apricot sticking out of the wall.

Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there. Do you know it should be green, fat and thin?

The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance.

The willow is golden and tender, and the pear flower is fragrant with snow.

Chunlan Qiuju, never ending. It means to tune Chunlan, and the autumn word is chrysanthemum, which has a long fragrance.

Only the peony is the real beauty, which attracted countless people to appreciate at the flowering stage and alarmed the whole Chang 'an City.

Month:

Tonight, the moon is full of hope, and I don't know who Qiu Si will fall into.

Watching the moon on fifteen nights

A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds.

Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone.

Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.

The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.

I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.

The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.

Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.

I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.

Deeper moonlight and half a family

How bright the moonlight is at home!

I can't see enough good mountains and water. Horseshoe reminds me when the moon will return.

Birds inhabit trees by the pool, and monks push the moon down the door.

On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow.

The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.

Rain:

Green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle. -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 II An 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"

Seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three rains in front of the mountain ―― Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon

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

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

The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. -Su Shi's Drinking Rain after Chu Qing on the Lake.

Outside the window, the flowers are dancing freely, just like in a dream, the rain is falling and drifting aimlessly, like melancholy. -Close "Huanxisha Lonely Cold Building"

The wind is cold, the rain is cold, and the crow outside the window is urgent. If you meet a gentleman, you don't have to worry about it? The wind blew through the rain, and there was a cock crow outside the window. Why not be embarrassed when you meet a gentleman? The wind and rain darkened the sky and the cock crowed outside the window. Didn't Hu Yun like seeing a gentleman? -The Book of Songs "The Storm"

Cao Qinghu, Wan Li, and Huang Meiyu. I'm worried about the sound of the wind overturning the dark waves and hitting the boat on the beach. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Langtaosha"

The mountains and rivers are broken, the wind is drifting, and life experiences the rain ―― Wen Tianxiang's Crossing the Lingdingyang.

After the rain, an empty mountain stands in the autumn night —— (Wang Wei: living in autumn)

There is no rain on the mountain road, and the air is green and wet —— (Wang Wei: In the Mountains)

Wu, a man from Lianjiang on a cold rainy night, and the lonely Chushan —— Wang Changling: Lotus Inn and Xin Jian Break Up.

Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan! Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!

Dong Sheng rises and falls in the west, but Tao is ruthless but affectionate.

The autumn wind is bleak, the autumn grass is yellow and the autumn night is long. I feel that the autumn window is boundless and bleak like wind and rain. -A Dream of Red Mansions

"Leave the residual lotus to listen to the rain"

Haitang blushed without hesitation and drizzled independently.

Falling Flowers Independent, Swift Qi Fei.

8. What are the poems with the theme of "Flower Rain"?

1. But now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded. -Don Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"

Interpretation: At night, the spring rain keeps falling, and the wind seems to linger, soft as a string accompaniment. However, rain and wind make flowers fall easily. How many petals should be scattered on the ground?

2. Swallows don't come back to the Spring Festival Evening, and it's a misty rain and apricot blossoms. -Don Dai Shulun's Su Xi Pavilion

Interpretation: Swallows have not returned to their nests, and the beautiful spring scenery is drawing to a close. The misty rain enveloped a sandbar, and the apricot flowers in the chilly spring breeze lost their bright sunshine on sunny days, looking miserable.

3. The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers. -Song Luyou's Spring Rain in Lin 'an

Interpretation: The spring rain begins with bright spring, and after listening to the spring rain all night, the sound of selling apricot flowers comes from the depths of the alley tomorrow morning.

4. If you want to wet your clothes, it will rain with apricot blossoms, and a dark flower will bloom in another village. -Zhinan monk "Jueju"

Interpretation: In the spring of March, apricot blossoms are in full bloom, and the drizzle seems to intentionally wet my clothes. The wind blowing gently on people's faces brought willows, and the fresh warm air was refreshing.

5. The rain hangs on the wall and the wind on the water returns to the settled flowers. -Zhang Tang Yan's "Summer Veteran"

Interpretation: Fine grass hangs on the wall in the drizzle, and some fallen flowers gather on the water blown by the wind.

6. After the rain, the lotus is full of fragrance, and the magic pumpkin is cold and snowy. -Song and Li Chongyuan recalled Wang Sun's "Xia Ci"

Interpretation: The water plants in the wind are hunting, and the lotus flowers after the rain exude a refreshing fragrance, which makes the whole courtyard full of the fragrance of lotus flowers. In hot summer, it is rare to be refreshed after the rain. At this time, I am enjoying plums and melons cooled with cold water in the well. It's as cold as ice and snow!

7. Free flying flowers are as light as dreams, and endless silk rain is as fine as sorrow. -Close "Huanxisha Lonely Cold Building"

Interpretation: Falling flowers flying in the air with the wind are light, like dreams at night. The endless rain falling all over the sky is inextricably linked, just like the melancholy in this heart.

8. The world is thin and human feelings are evil. Rain makes flowers fall easily at dusk. -Song Tang Wan's "Hairpin Phoenix, Thin World"

Interpretation: The world is cold, it rains in the evening, and peach blossoms are knocked down. In this bleak scene, people's hearts can't help but be sad.

9. Lanxi peach blossoms rained for three days, and carp came to the beach in the middle of the night. -Don Dai Shulun's "Lanxi Acura"

Interpretation: The intermittent spring rain lasted for three days, and the stream soared, and the fish competed for new water. In the middle of the night, when people were quiet, they flocked to Xitou Shoal.

10. Old warbler chicks in the wind, plums in the rain, beautiful trees in the afternoon. -Song Zhou Bangyan's Man Ting Square Xia Jing

Interpretation: The wind in spring makes Xiaoying grow up, and the rain in summer makes plums plump. At noon, dense trees and wine covered the round and cool ground.