Song luyou
There are dust and wine stains on the clothes, and the journey is fascinating everywhere.
Is this a poet? Riding a donkey into the sword gate in the drizzle.
In the light rain, Lu You rode a donkey into the sword gate of Jiange. Drizzle and Riding a Donkey are quite poetic.
Walking on a rainy night
Tang Bai Juyi
It's a lonely autumn in Yun Qi, and it's a little cold at night.
But my clothes are wet and there is no sound.
Autumn night, people feel a little cold, the light rain is too small, there is no point, there is no sound, only feel that their clothes are wet.
Because of the light rain, Wu was sent to Long 'an.
Wang Song Anshi
Waste smoke and cool rain help others mourn, and tears dye their skirts without knowing it.
Except for the spring breeze and the green beach, it's like watching you cross the river.
Wu's woman is Wang Anshi's eldest daughter. In ancient times, when a woman got married, she took her husband's surname and called her surname.
This is a poem written by Wang Anshi to bid farewell to his eldest daughter. I haven't seen you for seven years. Once again, desolation and light rain aggravated the sadness of parting. That drizzle, like my sadness, is endless.
light rain
Tang Li Shangyin
At first, it moved with the mist in the forest, and it was a little cool at night.
The window is cold, and the court is empty near the water.
This poem describes the charm of "light rain" in detail. Light rain is like floating fog in the forest, sometimes absent, sometimes looming; Gradually, the coolness of the night disappeared, making people feel its existence.
Hazy, blurred, like melancholy, can not be understood in words, this is light rain.
"Two Poems of Xiao Yu Dengcheng, Part One"
Liu Song Chang
The rain reflected the cold air, and the heavy building leaned against the corner of the city.
Shallow mountains, high and low trees, a Jiangnan ink painting.
The rain reflects the cold, the mountains are deep and the trees are quiet, just like a Jiangnan ink painting.
The light rain in autumn contrasts with the cold sky, and the poet leisurely climbs The Upper Terrace to enjoy autumn scenery. I saw lush mountains, green trees, green or black, shallow and deep. What a beautiful Jiangnan ink painting!
Small pink, light smoke and light rain lock the horizontal pond
Yuanyixi village
Light smoke and light rain lock the horizontal pond, no wind and no waves.
A leaf is floating in a canoe, and the lotus fragrance is overflowing.
Although the fishing song is beautiful, don't sing it.
There are many sleeping mandarin ducks on the golden beach in the cool evening.
Every sentence in this poem can be called a beautiful picture. The rain hangs over the horizontal pond like a wisp of light smoke, adding a hazy artistic conception to the whole text.
The dead often send their sisters away.
Song liqing Zhao
Tears wet Luo Yi powder full, four stacks of sunshine, singing all over Qian Qian.
The humanity mountain is long and broken, and the rain smells loneliness.
Say goodbye to the injury, never forget to leave, the wine is deep and shallow.
It's better to read books in yan zhen than Penglai in the east.
Li Qingzhao stayed in a hotel, missed her sisters at home, wrote this poem, lived in a boarding house, and the autumn rain was raining, so she couldn't help feeling sad.
Ruan Langgui in early summer
Song sushi
Green locust, high willow, swallows, new cicadas, the wind first enters the string.
The blue screen window is filled with smoke, and the sound of playing chess during the day scares me to sleep.
After a light rain, the lotus turned over and the pomegranate blossomed.
Jade basin hand tanchun, Zhu Qiong broken and round.
Boudoir life in early summer is leisurely and beautiful.
After the light rain, Xiao He turned over with the breeze. Pomegranate flowers lined with moist green leaves made kurei burn more and more. Beautiful women are playing with lotus leaves and scooping water by the pool. Clear spring water is like a sparkling pearl, which is broken and rounded for a while.