Poems about sunshine and rain 1. Poems or words describing sunshine and rain
Liu Yuxi's "The Bamboo Branch Lyrics"
Yang Liu is at the level of the river, and he hears the Lang Lang river and mountains singing mountain songs. The sun rises in the east and rains in the west, but there is a clear sky.
Su Shi, "Drinking on the Lake after the First Clear Rain, Two Songs - Two"
The water is glistening and clear, and the rain is also strange. The West Lake is more beautiful than the West Lake, and it's more suitable to be lightly made up and thickly painted.
Liu Yuxi's "Autumn Lyrics"
Since ancient times, autumn has been a sad and lonely time. A crane in the clear sky is lining up the clouds, and it will lead the poetic feelings to the blue sky.
Xu Yuanjie's On the Lake
Flowers blossomed in the red trees and warblers cried in confusion, while white egrets flew in the long grass of the flat lake. The wind and the sun are clear, and the people are happy, and the sun is setting, and the boats are returning.
Sima Guang's "Early Summer in the Hakka"
In the month of April, the rain cleared up at first, and the southern mountains became clearer when the house was open. The sunflower is the only one that is clearing up towards the sun.
Weng Roll's "Wild Hope"
A day of autumn colors, countless peaks far and near the Bay of Cold and Clear. I went up the mountain to see the wild water, but suddenly I saw the green mountains at the bottom of the mountain.
Fan Chengda's Happy Sunshine
The rain is not aware of the spring, but the sun is clear and the summer is deep.
Bai Juyi's "Remembering the South of the River"
The sunrise flowers of the river are more red than fire, and the water of the river is as green as blue in spring.
2. Poems or words describing sunshine and rain
Liu Yuxi's "Bamboo Branch Lyrics" is about the level of Yang Liu's river, and Wen Lang's river and mountains sing mountain songs.
The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. Su Shi, "Drinking on the lake after the first clear rain, two songs - the second" water brimming with sunshine is good, the mountain color of the rain is also strange.
I want to compare the West Lake with Xizi, and the light makeup is always appropriate. Liu Yuxi's "Autumn Lyrics" has been a sad commentary on the loneliness of autumn since ancient times, and I would say that autumn is better than spring.
A crane in the clear sky is lining up the clouds, and it will lead the poetic feelings to the blue sky. The first time I saw this is when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night.
The wind and the sun are clear and the people are good, and the sun sets and the pipes and the drums return to the boats. Sima Guang's "Early Summer on the Road" is about the clearing of April and the first clearing of the rain, and the southern mountains are clearing up.
There is no willow wadding due to the wind, but sunflower sunny. The first day of the autumn color is cold and clear, and countless peaks are near and far.
I went to the mountain to see the wild water, and suddenly I saw the green mountains at the bottom of the mountain. The first time I saw this, it was a very good time for me to go back to the old days.
Bai Juyi's "Memories of the South River", the sunrise river flowers red hot, spring river water green as blue.
3. Poems praising sunshine, rain and mud.
The description of the rock mud did not find, forgive me ......
Day Tang Author: Li Peak
Dan out of the Fusang Road. Rising far from the Wakimu branch.
The clouds are full of five colors. The sun is in the sky, and the nine lights are on the sky.
The eastern land is driven by a pale dragon. The southern suburbs of the countryside are in a hurry.
The sunlight is on the horizon, and the moon is on the horizon. The sun is always shining, and the sun is always shining.
The Song of the Sun, Tang Dynasty by Dong Sigong
Canghai's ten branches of sunshine, and the hanging garden's heavy rounds of celebration.
The Hibiscus is the most beautiful of all, and it is the most beautiful of all.
The winds are blowing, and the clouds are reflecting. The first time I saw it, it was a very good one, and I was very happy to see it.
The Dawn of the Day Tang By: Han constrained
The sunlight in the sky enters the water, and the sky in the water is red for a while.
After the third shift of the day, I will send the golden crow up to the blue sky.
Aria of Dewdrops Tang.
A drop of dew from the autumn lotus falls into the mysterious sky at night.
It comes on a jade disk, but it is not sure how round it is.
The song of Twilight River (Tang) Bai Juyi
The sun is spreading over the water, and half of the river is red.
Pity the third night of September, the dew is like a real pearl, the moon is like a bow.
4. 15 lines of an ancient poem about rain and dew
reed reed, white dew for frost.
To the wine when the song, life geometry. Like the morning dew, go to the day of suffering.
Yi Weicheng morning rain, light dust, the guest house green willow color new. The cold rain is coming into Wu at night, and I'm sending off my guests to the lonely mountains of Chu at dawn.
The black clouds are not covering the mountains, the white rain is jumping into the boat. The first thing you need to do is to get the best out of it.
The rain of apricot blossoms is wet on the clothes, and the wind of willow is not cold on the blowing face. The first three nights of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow.
The dew is white from tonight, the moon is bright from the hometown. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
The moon wheel is under the jade, and the dew is new in front of the temple. The spring tide with the rain came in the evening, the wild ferry no one boat from the cross.
The four hundred and eighty temples in the south, how many buildings and platforms in the smoke and rain. The weather is late in the fall.
The water is full of sunshine, the mountain color is also strange rain. The rain on the streets of the sky is as moist as a crisp, and the color of the grass is not as close as it seems.
5. Poems describing the spring sunshine
Spring is late, flowers and trees luxuriant. The music is harmonious, and the artemisia is harmonious.
Late: slow. The flowers and the trees are lush. Celosia: the appearance of lush grass. Harmonious music: the warbler. (harmonious music): the sound of birdsong and harmonious. Artemisia: artemisia. Qi Qi: many.
The Book of Songs - Xiao Ya - Out of the Vehicle
The time is in the middle of spring, and Yang He is rising
Yang He: the warmth of spring
The Records of the Grand Historian (史记-秦始皇本纪)
Mu Mu Qingfeng arrived and blew the train of my robes. The green robe is like spring grass, and the grass is long and windy.
Mu Mu: and. The winds of Mu Mu to: the warm spring drifts up. The wind: the northeast wind at the beginning of spring, also known as the tune wind. The grass is long and the wind is comfortable: the spring grass is stretching in the breeze.
Han - Lefu folk song "Ancient Poetry Mu Mu Qing Feng Zhi"
Orchids are born in the spring sun, and they are still flourishing in winter.
Orchid and Ruo are both names of herbs. The so-called "orchid" of the ancients belonged to the chrysanthemum category, which is different from today's orchids. If: Du Ruo, belongs to the grass family. The first two sentences mean: "I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this. The meaning of the second sentence: although the orchid grows in the warm season of spring, through the winter is still Zisheng.
Han - Lefu folk song Gu Shi Lan Ruo Sheng Chun Yang
Yangchun Bu Deze, all things are bright
Yangchun: the warm spring. Deze: grace, favor, here refers to sunshine and rain nourishing. The warm spring gives grace and moisturizes everything so that everything grows and flourishes. Han - Lefu Gu Rhetoric "Chang Ge Xing"
Yangchun Bai Ri Feng in Fragrance
Jin - Lefu Gu Rhetoric "Three Poems of Jin Bai Yi Dance and Song"
The spring forest flowers have many winks and the spring birds have many sorrows. The winds of spring are so affectionate that they blow my dress open.
Jin - Lefu Folk Songs "Songs for the Four Seasons of the Night - Spring Songs"
In February and March of Yangchun, the grass and the water are the same color
Jin - Lefu Ancient Rhetoric "Yuzhu"
In the evening of spring, the green field is beautiful, and the rocky heights are filled with white clouds
Xiu: beautiful.
Show: beautiful.
Song Xie Ling Yun's Entering the Mouth of Lake Pengli
The pond is full of spring grass, and the garden willows have changed into songbirds
Changing Songbirds
The two lines are about the coming of winter and the coming of spring, and about the change in the type of birds that are calling. In two lines, it is written that the birds have been replaced after the winter and spring.
Song - Xie Lingyun, "Climbing the Pool Tower"
There is nothing in Jiangnan, but a branch of spring is sent to me
Lu Kai, "Gift to Fan Ye", North-South Dynasty, "Folding the flowers to meet the postman, and sending them to the man at the head of the dragon. There is nothing in Jiangnan, but a branch of spring."
Folding flowers: here refers to folding plum blossoms. The plum blossoms bloom at the end of winter, and a tree is the first to spring in the world, so it is the messenger of spring. Longtou people: Longshan people. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that.
A branch of spring sentence: send plum to send spring, plum blossom represents the arrival of spring in Jiangnan.
The noisy birds cover the spring continent, and the miscellaneous Ying is full of Fangdian
Covering the spring continent: the sandbar is full of spring.
Southern Liang-Xie Overlook: "Evening Climbing Three Mountains and Looking Back at the Capital"
Sending a message to the wind and sun in Luocheng, the color of spring next year is twice as bright as the others
Luocheng: the city of Luoyang. The wind and sun: the spring scenery and scenery. The first is to say, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry".
Tang Du Shenyan, "Spring Day in Beijing"
The clouds are out of the sea at dawn, and the plums and willows are across the river in spring.
The sunrise over the sea: the sunrise over the sea. Shu Qi: the warmth of spring. The green apples wave: the water apples green grass. The four lines mean: the colorful sun rises with the sunrise in the sea, plum blossoms and green willows to bring the spring across the river, yellow birds singing in the warm spring light, the sunlight has urged the green apple grass.
Tang Dynasty - Du Shenyan "and Jinling Lu Chancellor's Morning Spring Tour"
I don't know who cuts out the fine pair, and the February spring breeze is like scissors
Tang Dynasty - He Zhizhang "Wing Willow": "The jasper is made up to be a tree, and ten thousand threads of green silk are draped down. I don't know who cuts out the thin pairs, but the February spring breeze is like scissors."
The flowers in the forest are swept away, and the grass on the path is still growing
Tang Meng Haoran, "Happiness with Wang Jiu Xiangxun in Spring"
In February, the lake is clear, and the birds are singing in every house
Tang Yu Haoran, "Happiness with Wang Jiu Xiangxun in Spring"
I heard that the spring has not yet been known to us, and I went to visit the news of the plums in the cold
Tang Li Bai, "Early Spring Sends to Wang Hanyang"
The plums are full of the snow, and I returned to the willow in the spring breeze. The spring breeze returns to the willow
Tang Li Bai, "Eight Songs of Music in the Palace"
The east wind returns with the spring, and sends me flowers on the branches
Tang Li Bai, "Remembering the Mountain in the Setting Sun"
The east wind sprinkles the rain and dew, and the meeting of spring in the heaven and earth
Tang Li Bai, "Sending Qi Aang to Bazhong"
The golden branches of the willow in the palace are found in the February-March period of Xianyang
Tang Li Bai, "Old Winds"
Spring grasses are as sentimental as the mountains are green
Tang Li Bai's "Answer to Su Xiu Cai at the Golden Gate"
Sometimes the falling flowers arrive, and far away is the fragrance of the flowing water
Tang Liu Zhenxu's "The Question of the Que"
Flying snow accompanies the return of spring, and the good court is idle at dawn
Tang Liu Zhenxu's "The Snow is a Small Hill"
The road ends in the white clouds, and the spring is long in the green streams
It means "the road ends in white clouds, but spring is long in the green streams".
Meaning: The road is cut off by white clouds, and the spring scenery stretches as long as the green stream.
Tang - Liu 昚xu "Que Question"
The flowers fall from the fragrant trees without anyone's help, and the birds cry in vain all the way to the spring mountains
Tang - Li Hua "Spring Walking Improvisation"
6. Beautiful Poetry or Prose on Sunshine or Raindrops
Sunshine Faith (Prose Poem) I. Looking Up to the Sunshine 1 - Sunshine of the Sunshine of East The sunshine of the sunshine O God! I am your proud son.
Standing on the stage of life, I am a thinker, The sunshine of the east of the sun shines on my earth, My mornings are clear, my life is full of life. Beyond the sunshine, in the midst of time, there is the one and only girlfriend in my life.
Beneath the sunshine we met, knew each other, and were pleased with each other. We are sunny and vibrant, and the sunshine writes about the love of our life.
Sunny childhood, we walked from the sunny land on the market of life, hawking sunshine. We stand in the sunshine to complete the love, to complete the best kind of process of life.
God! Please let me have fewer illusions. 2 - Daughter of Faith On a sunny spring day, when the glacier begins to open, the Daughter of Faith returns on the waves.
The woman of faith brought me the spring of love. The mountain flowers were in full bloom, and the spring birds chirped many beautiful poems on the branches of the trees for our meeting.
The Daughter of Faith, the daughter of the sun, is like coming to the world for the holy love to the shadows and darkness. One sunny morning she came.
She, like the language of the sun, was bright and cheerful; she, like a ray of sunshine, let the poetic years break through the darkness and began to poeticize; she, like a fire in the sun, burned out the days like fire. Thus, my days began to come out of the dream and become bright.
3- Glacier water Above the glacier, under the sun, I am a water quality boy. Ice is my temperament, which makes people feel a kind of cold, a kind of hard, a kind of bright and transparent personality.
Water is my incarnation, like my soft side and my energetic other side. Under the sun, I am the messenger, with the gift of the sun, with the faith of water, straight to my home, digging their own fields.
Drawing the water of the glacier, watering my own paradise, is my joy, is my one faith under the sun. The water of the glacier, flowing to the garden of my life, the daughter of faith, my flowers in this life, what time can I open? One day the sun shines on the glacier, and the winter of my life begins to thaw.
O yea of running water! Love spring is here. Second, the sunshine and snow 1, whose eyes, knocked open the fragrance of the plum in the snowy area? That is a round of red sun, the sunshine of the hometown.
Hometown, Sunshine Snowfield, white is your only pursuit. Snow, in the sun under the dazzling light, and then turned into a soft spring water, take away the winter sentimental.
Going home, in the middle of nowhere, the snowflakes are flying down. Open the doors and windows, a ray of sunshine sprinkled down, sitting at the desk, serenely feeling the charm of words.
Standing on the window sill, holding the sycamore, wearing a cotton jacket made by mom's hands, so my heart returned to the snow, the youthful era full of sunshine. The sun fell golden, Dad waved the hoe, watering the beautiful home with sweat.
Surrounded by snow, my sister watched over the green wheat seedlings in the field with her crystal eyes, and used the language of poetry to paint her own beautiful tomorrow for the guys. Sitting in front of the house, thinking back to a distant childhood.
Pile snowman, snowball fight is a group of authentic mountain village boy the best fun. In my childhood, I knew that there were still mountains outside the mountains, and when the snow melted, there were still snowflakes falling.
Early in the morning, the wind stopped, the dream woke up, only the snow is still flying. But I will soon feel the presence of the sun, and I see my mother and sister together in the sunshine, welcoming the glittering snow to the depths of winter.
The snow was on its way, a trail of footprints that stretched all the way to spring. On that snowy day, the plum blossoms I was waiting for bloomed, pink, in the sunshine, among the snowflakes, by the side of the path at the entrance of the village, like a pretty woman walking onto a white stage to show her poise.
Beyond the Meiling, in the snow and wind, poetry springs to mind. 3, above the stone bench, within three meters, under the sun, the poet began to think about the new scenes of spring.
The neighbor's little girl came out, reciting in a native accent, "The ice melts, the seeds sprout,......" The snow on the opposite side is the sadness of the winter hanging on the pine boughs, which has not yet had time to go away. On the back of the snow, the sunshine radiates my thoughts about the season.
The snow on the pine branches is starry, as if to scatter the winter cold in the mountains. Within eyesight, a spring bird climbed up the branch, singing out the love, spring is coming.
So I thought, I used my left hand to start writing poems, so I used my right hand to open the doors and windows to meet the warmth of the sun. Sunshine snowy, in my picture of a better tomorrow, I closed my hands to the sun.
At this time, a sincere wish is about to melt with the snow.
This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world who has been in the world for a long time, and I've never seen one.
Four snow and winter have an agreement, with the sun will melt it into a colorful spring.
There is a pact of love in the snowy region, which is to offer a branch of plum blossom to one's beloved one, so that one can be hand in hand with one's beloved one for the rest of one's life.
So, I went into the dream, holding the plum blossom in my hand, through the sunshine I saw my own happy smile. Third, the sunshine zone 1, the sunshine came Qinba Mountain began to snow, hometown is another winter.
Snow on the road, waiting for the sun to melt their lives into a part of spring. The wind's greetings, the news of spring slowly advancing.
Spring is coming. The glacier has not yet had time to wake up, and the earth is already full of life.
Toward the sunny days, the cold accompanied by snow to me, snow into ice, ice into water, is about to turn into a new scene of spring. I comfortably feel thrown in the sunny land of last winter, the depths of the memory is written with wonderful sunshine.
Snow-filled days, I miss in the beloved land, once and a girl's love affair. That winter, she stepped on the snow, let my earth warm before the sun came.
Snow. Sunshine.
She was beautiful. Pleasant, happy, is a realistic poem that sends the cold of my winter away.
She came on a snowy day, and the cold wind blew away the sadness in my poem. I advanced only in the snow, and she brought back a fallen poet from the virtual beauty to reality.
The sunlight opened my voluptuous desires and then saw her smile. The flakes of snow sent a few poetic touches.
The warmth of the sun makes our winter no longer cold, she snuggled in a warm embrace, reading sentimental verses. From time to time, she closes her eyes and thinks of the beauty and happiness beyond the poem.
She poetized my days. I started smiling on the days when the sunshine shed its light, and between smiles and smiles, she has become my bride in this life.
2. Sunshine's Unbridled Thoughts In winter, embrace the hearth. On a snowy night, the hearth fire in my pair.
7. Sentences Describing Raindrops
Beautiful Sentences Describing Raindrops
D1 Raindrops, ah, raindrops, wandering and wandering among the crystal clear green leaves. O my tiny heart, a rain lotus blossoms in the trembling of the flowers. Swinging and rippling in the rain, drifting into the silent stream 。。。。 Along the current, driving vastly to the other shore of the heart 。。。。。 The flowers on the other shore, blooming in the rain, also blooming in the sunshine that will soon open.
D2 vast and boundless land ah, you carry the dream of how many centuries; endless rain ah, you nurture the hope of how many lives. We as a molecule of life, every day to enjoy your fullness, in awe of your big heart. We moved in a blue sky, singing their own songs, speaking their own language, to realize the myth of their inheritance dreams. You care for the existence of every life all the time, you use the gesture of inclusive dedication to raise every life growth experience. We put down our inferiority complex, stand up the chest hall, with grateful piety for you to applaud!
D3 I am a drop of dew after a long dark night, a special drop of dew, the morning sunrise is piercing, but also pricked my whole body's tendons and bones, I am a unique drop of dew, because the tree became my home after birth, the distant flowers on the leaves are full of my compatriots, but I and they are separated from the two worlds, I am a drop of lonely dew, I can be witnessed by the world is so I am a drop of lonely dew, I can witness the world is so noisy, but I am so quiet so lonely, all I can do is to be a spectator, I am a drop of thin dew, the sun's recklessness, so that my body slowly towards nothingness, in the last point of blood and tears, another world to accommodate my soul.
D4 How I would like to stand in the drizzly morning, standing as a small tree touch, let me listen attentively to your beautiful sound of the rain. Let my eyes quietly fall on your beautiful memories, throwing like opening the red roses of May, June buds, as beautiful and charming. In fact, your rain, I just need a drop, it is enough, as long as there is a drop, fell to my lips, and then tenderly slipped into my mouth, my heart, then my entire youth, will belong to you, will be in your rain moisturized, beautiful growth.
D5 I would really like to stand in your meadow, with two hands caressing, rubbing that little valley, in that beautiful intoxication, bear your tenderness. I have also hung a key to my heart, opened the window of your heart, and let the raindrops of flowers fall in your tenderness. I would like to be in the morning of the rain, standing into the touch of a small tree, let me listen to your beautiful sound of the rain.
D6You are a bit of sweet spring dew, moisturizing and purifying my bosom. We met on the vast earth, without asking each other, you penetrate my reality, I nourish your favor. Adaptation in the small world, breeding a piece of life. From then on, we began to reproduce and raise offspring, watching them grow happy. We don't need words, we need a tacit understanding. My thickness to carry your smoothness and brightness, absorb your nutrition in the deep love, perceive your mercurial and fickle dance; your penetration to melt me, my big for your release to find the ideal paradise. Our union is the myth of nature, never leaving, blooming a splendor with wordless love.
D7 let my eyes quietly fall on your beautiful memory, throwing like opening the red roses of May, June buds, as beautiful and charming. In fact, your dew, I just need a drop, it is enough, as long as there is a drop, fell to my lips, and then tenderly slipped into my mouth, my heart, then my entire youth, will belong to you, will be nourished by your dew, beautiful growth. Your sweet fragrance, more than once charmed my soul, I like to nestle in the lingering hillock, listening to that beautiful mountain sound trembling.
D8 rain in fact and the world of all things and spirits, may be even more, that is, spirituality, charming and moving spirituality. They are free from the sky that fluttering clouds into the spring rain, and then like a spirit of "fine and silent" to "dive into the night", pattering from the sky down. They are in the green in the green bushes, by the rain slowly formed dew, let us naturally born "suddenly like a spring breeze, thousands of trees and thousands of pear blossoms" of "sound and poetry" mirror image. Raindrops in the green leaves on the slow formation of the slow flow without saying a word, so that the green leaves as a hibiscus, more like the rain itself, bright and shiny, glowing with dazzling vitality.
D9 leaning on the flower bed in the park, tiled lace. In the sunlight, like a colorful rainbow. The altar full of flowers competing for color, emitting a pungent fragrance. The breeze blows the pearls on the petals and slowly rolls down to the soil. Bees and butterflies dance around, like lovers whispering. Embracing each other with a look of happiness. In the shadowy corner, there is an inconspicuous little flower. Pursuing the sunshine, holding a stubborn head, fragrant alone.
D10 dew on the top of the head, but, at this time, as if there is a dew on the green leaves of the favor, more in the face of newborn life as a surprise, the slightest reluctance and dare not reach out to touch them, for fear that they leave the green leaves and fall to the ground. What are they lingering for? These dewdrops from the sky. They also want to be like the current beautiful women and girls, as early to start showing their own crystal-like body. Properly in this all things flourish, full of life in the spring, *** with the construction (this is the official language? It seems to be) this beautiful picture scroll in spring.