A poem about pear blossoms with rain 1. Poems about Pear Flowers Bringing Rain and Beauty Tears
Bodhisattva Man (crossing the Wujiang River)
Song: Zhang
Live on a boat under the rainbow pavilion. Songjiang misty rain long bridge at dusk. Mi Bai listens to Wu Ge's music. Beauty tears face wave.
It is recommended to sell gold. Don't be homesick. Green ducks and bass. How to send books?
The ugly slave was defeated and presented to the head of Laizhou Equality Conference.
Jin Dynasty: Ma Yu
The tears of Bambusa beauty are passed down from generation to generation. Didn't say anything. For hitting three bodies. Blood is the strangest thing. Ma Fengzhi threw a stick of integrity and selflessness and didn't smile. Better take it with you. Screen the demon jade. Go to yaochi
The second "Jason Wu Long Autumn Clouds"
Ming Dynasty: Chen Ji
Ten years of good friends and old friends always fall, and there is no book to ask about life and death. In the deep courtyard, silver lights are used, and in the small building, the bright moon is in charge of Yao Sheng.
Frost cold chrysanthemum thinks of lyna, and autumn old Gua Tian remembers Shao Ping. Looking forward to beautiful women crying, I am heartbroken at night.
Huangyinger corn poppy grass
Qing Dynasty: Wu Gan
A thin shadow and a cool breeze blow gently. Remember the idle songs and Chu Zhang. Yingying wants to dance and her movements are light. Heroes are poor.
The beautiful woman was in tears. Lotus hates blood and rouge. Don't repeat. Millennium glory, fighting against Jiangdong.
2. Pear blossoms bring rain, Yi people cry, and poetry
Pear Flowers Bring Rain The whole poem of Yi people's tears is as follows: "Song of Eternal Sorrow" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi, the emperor of China, longed to shake the beauty of an empire. After many years in office, he searched and found it, but never found it.
Until a child of the Yang family grew up in the inner room, almost before she grew up, and no one knew her. However, due to the gift of heaven and no concealment, it was finally elected royal one day.
If she just turned her head and smiled, there were a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of six palaces disappeared without a trace. It was early spring. They let her bathe in a pure pool to warm and smooth her creamy skin.
Because she was tired, a maid lifted her up, when the emperor noticed her for the first time and chose her as his bride. On the night of spring, the warm hibiscus curtains covered her fluttering hair, petals on her cheeks and golden ripples on her head.
But the night in spring is short and the sun rises too fast. Since then, the emperor has given up his early hearing. He wastes all his time on parties and revelry. He is the lover of spring and the tyrant of night.
There are other ladies in his court, 3,000 of whom are stunning beauties, but his love for 3,000 is concentrated on one person. The golden house is dressed up to serve the night. When the table in the jade tower is cleaned, she will wander around and drink wine slowly.
Sisters and brothers are in this country because she illuminates and glorifies her family. When a girl is born instead of a boy, she brings happiness to every father and mother in the empire.
... high rose plum palace, into the blue clouds, and the wide breeze carries magical notes. Soft songs and slow dances, strings and bamboo music, the emperor's eyes can never stare at her.
Until the sound of drums came from Yuyang, which shook the earth and broke the tune of rainbow skirts and feather clothes. The Forbidden City, a nine-story palace, is hidden in the dust and travels southwest from thousands of chariots and horses.
The imperial flag opened the way, suddenly moving and stopping, 30 miles from the capital and passing the west gate. People in the army stop, and no one will move until they are under their hooves. They may trample on those moths.
The gorgeous hairpin fell to the ground, and no one picked it up, a green and white Hosta and a golden hairy bird. The emperor couldn't save her, so he had to cover his face. Later, when he turned to look, there was blood and tears.
Hidden in the yellow dust blown by the cold wind, they crossed a cloud line at the crack in the path of the dagger tower. Under Emei Mountain. The last few came, and the flags and banners lost their colors in the fading sun.
But the water in Shu is always green and the mountains are always blue, so your majesty's love is constant and deeper than the sky. He stared at the desolate moon from his temporary palace, and he heard the rain at dusk, cutting his chest.
Heaven and earth in last contact, the dragon car comes home, and the emperor never leaves. The memory and pain are buried in the soil of Maweipo. Where is her white face? .
Rulers and lords, when their eyes met, cried on their coats. They rode horses, loosened the reins and slowly returned to the capital. Pond, garden, palace, everything is the same as before, Taiye Lake hibiscus, Weiyang Palace willow.
But the petals are like her face, and the willow leaves are like her eyebrows. Whenever he looks at them, what can he do but cry? . Peach and plum trees are in bloom. In the spring wind, after the autumn rain, the leaves fall to the ground.
The palaces in the west and south are scattered with evening grass, and the steps are piled with red leaves that are not swept. Bai Fuxin, a disciple of Li Yuan, and eunuchs in her pepper yard. .
Fireflies were flying on the throne, and he was meditating in the twilight. He will extend the wick to its end and still never fall asleep ... bells and drums will slowly ring the long night, and before dawn, the Milky Way in the sky will become clear.
And the porcelain mandarin ducks on the roof grow thick morning frost, and the jade is cold, so who and who * * *. The distance between life and death is year after year, but no beloved soul has visited his dream.
People were moved by the emperor's constant meditation, and they begged the Taoist priest to see if he could find her. He opened a path in space, like lightning, cut through the sky, up and down, looking for it everywhere.
Above, he looked for the green void, below, the yellow spring, but he didn't find the one he was looking for in two places. Then he heard a narrative about the magical island at sea, and the mountains were in nothingness.
There are pavilions in the five-color sky, and exquisite immortals walk back and forth. And one of them, they call it forever true, has a face like her snow and flowers.
So he came to the golden gate of the West Hall, knocked on the Jasper Gate, and asked a girl named Small jade to tell the perfect person. This lady, after hearing the news of Emperor China's envoy, woke up from her dream in her canopy.
She pushed open the pillow, got dressed, shook off her drowsiness, opened the pearly curtain, and then opened the silver screen. Because she left in such a hurry, her muddy hair ornaments hung aside, and when she came along the platform, her flowered hat was loose.
A breeze blew her cloak and fluttered with her movements, as if she were dancing with a rainbow skirt and feather coat. Tears rolled down her sad and pale face, just like the spring rain on pear flowers.
But when she asked him to thank her monarch, her eyes shone with love. Since they separated, her form and voice were unfamiliar to her. Because happiness ends in the courtyard of the sun, the moon and dawn become long in the palace of Xianshan.
But when she turned to look down at the earth and tried to see the capital, there was only fog and dust. He expressed his love for the old man and sent him back a shell box and gold hairpin through his special envoy.
However, one branch of the hairpin and one side of the box were kept, and the gold of the hairpin and the shell of the box were broken. "Our souls belong to each other," she said, "just like this gold and this shell." Somewhere, at some time, on earth or in heaven, we will be together.
She sent him a message through his messenger, reminding him that only the hearts of the two of them knew the oath. On the seventh day of July, in the Palace of Eternal Life, we secretly told each other in the quiet midnight world.
We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one, grow on the earth, two branches of a tree ... the earth lasts forever, and the sky lasts forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.
(1) Song of Eternal Sorrow is a long narrative poem by Bai Juyi, a poet in the Tang Dynasty. The whole poem vividly describes the love tragedy between Xuanzong of Tang Dynasty and Yang Guifei.
With the help of historical figures and legends, poets have created touching stories and reproduced the truth of real life through their own artistic images, which have infected readers for thousands of years. The theme of this poem is "Song of Eternal Sorrow". This poem has had a far-reaching influence on many literary works in later generations.
(2) In the first year of Yuanhe in Tang Xianzong (806), Bai Juyi was appointed as the county commandant (now Xi zhouzhi county). One day, my friends Chen Hong and Wang Zhifu and I visited Xianyou Temple near Ant, and talked about Li Longji and Yang Guifei.
Wang Zhifu believes that something as outstanding as this will disappear with the passage of time if it is not polished. He encouraged Bai Juyi: "Lotte is deeper than poetry and deeper than love. How about trying to make a song? " So Bai Juyi wrote this long poem.
(3) because the last two sentences of the long poem are "the earth will last forever, and the sky will last forever; One day, both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever. "They called this poem" The Song of Eternal Sorrow ". At the same time, Chen Hong wrote a legendary novel "Song of Eternal Sorrow".
(Reference:
Baidu Encyclopedia: Eternal Hate).
3. Pear blossoms bring rain and smile at the spring breeze.
There is no such poem as "Pear Flowers Bring Rain, Laugh at the Spring Breeze".
You may be: tears fall down her sad and pale face, just like spring rain falls on pear flowers. -"Song of Eternal Sorrow" Bai Juyi's face doesn't know where to go, and the peach blossom is still smiling in the spring breeze.
-Cui Hu's two sentences in "The Title is South of the City" are mixed together. 1. Song of Eternal Sorrow Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi, the emperor of China, longed to shake the beauty of an empire. He searched for his throne for many years, but he couldn't find it.
Until a child of the Yang family grew up in the inner room, almost before she grew up, and no one knew her. However, due to the gift of heaven and no concealment, it was finally elected royal one day.
If she just turned her head and smiled, there were a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of six palaces disappeared without a trace. It was early spring. They let her bathe in a pure pool to warm and smooth her creamy skin.
Because she was tired, a maid lifted her up, when the emperor noticed her for the first time and chose her as his bride. On the night of spring, the warm hibiscus curtains covered her fluttering hair, petals on her cheeks and golden ripples on her head.
But the night in spring is short and the sun rises too fast. Since then, the emperor has given up his early hearing. He wastes all his time on parties and revelry. He is the lover of spring and the tyrant of night.
There are other ladies in his court, 3,000 of whom are stunning beauties, but his love for 3,000 is concentrated on one person. The golden house is dressed up to serve the night. When the table in the jade tower is cleaned, she will wander around and drink wine slowly.
Sisters and brothers are in this country because she illuminates and glorifies her family. When a girl is born instead of a boy, she brings happiness to every father and mother in the empire.
... high rose plum palace, into the blue clouds, and the wide breeze carries magical notes. Soft songs and slow dances, strings and bamboo music, the emperor's eyes can never stare at her.
Until the sound of drums came from Yuyang, which shook the earth and broke the tune of rainbow skirts and feather clothes. The Forbidden City, a nine-story palace, is hidden in the dust and travels southwest from thousands of chariots and horses.
The imperial flag opened the way, suddenly moving and stopping, 30 miles from the capital and passing the west gate. People in the army stop, and no one will move until they are under their hooves. They may trample on those moths.
The gorgeous hairpin fell to the ground, and no one picked it up, a green and white Hosta and a golden hairy bird. The emperor couldn't save her, so he had to cover his face. Later, when he turned to look, there was blood and tears.
Hidden in the yellow dust blown by the cold wind, they crossed a cloud line at the crack in the path of the dagger tower. Under Emei Mountain. The last few came, and the flags and banners lost their colors in the fading sun.
But the water in Shu is always green and the mountains are always blue, so your majesty's love is constant and deeper than the sky. He stared at the desolate moon from his temporary palace, and he heard the rain at dusk, cutting his chest.
Heaven and earth in last contact, the dragon car comes home, and the emperor never leaves. The memory and pain are buried in the soil of Maweipo. Where is her white face? .
Rulers and lords, when their eyes met, cried on their coats. They rode horses, loosened the reins and slowly returned to the capital. Pond, garden, palace, everything is the same as before, Taiye Lake hibiscus, Weiyang Palace willow.
But the petals are like her face, and the willow leaves are like her eyebrows. Whenever he looks at them, what can he do but cry? . Peach and plum trees are in bloom. In the spring wind, after the autumn rain, the leaves fall to the ground.
The palaces in the west and south are scattered with evening grass, and the steps are piled with red leaves that are not swept. Bai Fuxin, a disciple of Li Yuan, and eunuchs in her pepper yard. .
Fireflies were flying on the throne, and he was meditating in the twilight. He will extend the wick to its end and still never fall asleep ... bells and drums will slowly ring the long night, and before dawn, the Milky Way in the sky will become clear.
And the porcelain mandarin ducks on the roof grow thick morning frost, and the jade is cold, so who and who * * *. The distance between life and death is year after year, but no beloved soul has visited his dream.
There lived a Taoist priest in Lingqiong. He was a guest in the sky and could summon the gods through his concentration. People were moved by the emperor's constant meditation, and they begged the Taoist priest to see if he could find her.
He opened a path in space, like lightning, cut through the sky, up and down, looking for it everywhere. Above, he looked for the green void, below, the yellow spring, but he didn't find the one he was looking for in two places.
Then he heard a narrative about the magical island at sea, and the mountains were in nothingness. There are pavilions in the five-color sky, and exquisite immortals walk back and forth.
And one of them, they call it forever true, has a face like her snow and flowers. So he came to the golden gate of the West Hall, knocked on the Jasper Gate, and asked a girl named Small jade to tell the perfect person.
This lady, after hearing the news of Emperor China's envoy, woke up from her dream in her canopy. She pushed open the pillow, got dressed, shook off her drowsiness, opened the pearly curtain, and then opened the silver screen.
Because she left in such a hurry, her muddy hair ornaments hung aside, and when she came along the platform, her flowered hat was loose. A breeze blew her cloak and fluttered with her movements, as if she were dancing with a rainbow skirt and feather coat.
Tears rolled down her sad and pale face, just like the spring rain on pear flowers. But when she asked him to thank her monarch, her eyes shone with love. Since they separated, her form and voice were unfamiliar to her.
Because happiness ends in the courtyard of the sun, the moon and dawn become long in the palace of Xianshan. But when she turned to look down at the earth and tried to see the capital, there was only fog and dust.
He expressed his love for the old man and sent him back a shell box and gold hairpin through his special envoy. However, one branch of the hairpin and one side of the box were kept, and the gold of the hairpin and the shell of the box were broken.
"Our souls belong to each other," she said, "just like this gold and this shell." Somewhere, at some time, on earth or in heaven, we will be together. She sent him a message through his messenger, reminding him that only the hearts of the two of them knew the oath.
On the seventh day of July, in the Palace of Eternal Life, we secretly told each other in the quiet midnight world. We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one and grow on the earth, two branches of a tree. ..
The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever. 2. Ming Di favored beautiful women in Tang Dynasty. After becoming emperor, he searched for beautiful women for many years, but found nothing.
The Yang family has a daughter who has just grown up and is very delicate and charming. She was brought up in a boudoir, and outsiders didn't know that she was absolutely beautiful. Natural beauty and beauty made it difficult for her to be buried in the world, and soon she became a concubine around Tang.
She looked back and smiled, charming and moving; All the concubines in the Sixth Palace are eclipsed. When the spring was chilly, the emperor bathed her in Huaqing Pool, and the warm spring water washed her skin.
The maid helped her, and she was as soft and graceful as a hibiscus, so she began to get the favor of the emperor. The sideburns are like clouds, the face is like flowers, and the head is wearing golden steps.
Warm lotus account, and the emperor * * * spring night. Love only hates the short spring night and sleeps until the sun is high.
The king loved his children's gentle hometown and never went to court again. I am too busy to serve you.
Spring tour of the emperor, night sleep. There are no fewer than 3,000 concubines in the harem, but only she enjoys the favor of the emperor.
The golden house hides the charming, and pampers the king every night; The jade banquet upstairs adds a bit of charm to drunkenness. Brothers and sisters are proud of her, and the lintel of the Yang family is radiant and enviable.
Therefore, parents all over the world have changed their ideas and preferred sons to daughters. In the Huaqing Palace in Mount Li, the Jade Qionglou towers into the sky, and the breeze wafts in all directions of Yue Xian.
Singing and dancing are more in tune, and the orchestral melody is vivid. The king watches it all day, but he never gets tired of watching it. The drums of Yuyang chaos were deafening, and the colorful feathers stopped playing in the palace.
The Jiuchong Palace was suddenly dusty, and the king fled to the southwest as soon as possible with a large number of ministers, workers and beautiful women. The team stopped and went, but it was only a hundred miles west of Chang' an city.
The Sixth Army stagnated and demanded Yang Yuhuan's death. The king had no choice but to kill Yang Yuhuan at the foot of Mawei Slope.
The ornaments on the imperial concubine's head were scattered all over the floor. A green and white Hosta and a golden bird, precious headdresses one after another.
The king tried to save him, but he hid his face and wept. Recalling the scene of the tragic death of the imperial concubine, his blood and tears could not stop flowing. The autumn wind swept away the fallen leaves, and the loess dust was gone. The loop zigzagged across the plank road, and the motorcade set foot on the Jiange ancient road.
There are few pedestrians under Mount Emei, the flag is colorless, and the sun and the moon are dull. The beautiful scenery of Shu attracted the king's love.
Looking at the moon in the palace is sad, and listening to songs on rainy nights is sad. After the rebellion subsided, the king returned to Chang 'an and passed Maweipo, thinking about things and people, and hesitated.
Under the steep slope, in the desolate yellow grave, the beautiful scenery has disappeared, only the grave lies in the mountain. The monarch and the minister looked at each other, and their clothes were wet with tears. Dong Wangjing was very sad and believed that the horse would return to the court by the reins.
When I came back, I saw that the pond garden was still there, the hibiscus beside Grandfather's pond was still there, and the weeping willows in Weiyang Palace had not changed. Furong is like Yuhuan's face, and Liu Yeer is like Yuhuan's eyebrows. How can this scene not be sad? Spring breeze blows away peach blossoms and plum blossoms, which makes people sad; Autumn rain drops on the plane blades, and the scene is even more miserable.
Xingqing Palace and Ganlutang are depressed everywhere, and autumn grass grows. The fallen leaves in the palace are full of steps and have not been swept for a long time.
The actor's head turned white, and the beauty of the maid-in-waiting faded. Fireflies fly in the palace at night.
4. Pear blossoms bring rain and tears.
Pear Blossom with Rain and Tears is a popular song, sung by Ke Ze.
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Song title: Pear blossoms bring rain and tears are colorful.
Lyrics: Ke Ze
Singing: Ke Ze
Arranger: Coetzee+Kangkang
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It's raining, and the evening is charming.
The courtyard is deeply worried
I want to cry and spend.
All over the floor, the sunset is as green as usual.
The curtain is light and cold, and the clouds cover the sky.
Cold and sad, etc. The shower began to stop.
Forget the smoke and tears.
Spring has disappeared from the water.
West wing, the moon is as tight as a hook.
Cut hair, cut hair, cut hair, cut hair, cut hair.
Xie Chunhong was too hasty to take a cold shower.
What's the weight of the tears?
It's hard to see each other and turn around.
TouGu cold, Liu Hong residual thinking confused.
I dreamed of breaking the bridge several times, and Xifeng turned around.
Tears dried up and incense dispersed into smoke.
Since ancient times, affection is the most painful parting.
It's as cold as an autumn festival.
Yang Liuan, Xiaofeng and the waning moon.
When I love you, I accept suffering
When wine enters sorrow, it turns into acacia tears.
When the song is strong and the music is tasteless.
Autumn clouds are crying outside the pavilion.
Falling flowers and swift fly together.
Ask for pairing, poetry
What clouds cover the moon, pear blossoms bring rain.
Sorry, Swallow, please see the next sentence:
Cycas trees fold jade in the wind, and pear flowers bring rain to the whole city.
(taken from Cycas pyrifolia, gold, silver and bronze locks. Wind energy destroys cycads like jade, and tears can wash away the city walls like rain. Because the ancients had the habit of going up and down, so put your sentence at the back. )
If you want to pair up, you have to have a sentence:
Screaming angrily at the sky. (Excerpted from Yue Fei's Red Hair. ) There are really no good sentences. If you don't mind me lending flowers to Buddha again, just change the above sentence:
Yushu faces the wind and winds around the mountain.
In fact, my favorite sentence is: Yushu is facing the wind, a piece of jade.