drizzle
Li shangyin
Small sprinkle back to the pavilion, which is too short. When the air cools, move the bamboo first and light it.
A slightly taller and thinner firefly. The smoke in my hometown is still nearly five doors green.
drizzle
Wen [Tang]
Looking at the autumn rain with the porch, cool into the summer clothes. Birds with high eyes are not frequent, and clouds are light when they are light.
The swamp is more open and the leaves of the mountain are still ringing. Chuko went to Qiu Jiang, rustling national conditions.
drizzle
[Song] Lu You
The drizzle and heavy clouds gradually entered the plum blossom, and the new locust grew in Yinyinmen Lane. A strong heart has passed away for a year, and there should be no need for surgery for hair loss.
A good sleep often causes warblers, but a definite sadness needs a long pause. In recent years, everything has changed and poetry has been cut.
drizzle
[Song] Yang Wanli
Lonely and silent, leaning against the door alone, plum blossoms are raining at dusk.
Poor eaves never drop water, and dribs and drabs will not leave old marks.
drizzle
[Song] Chen
You know it's a victory to avoid being disturbed by three old people. Pinghu is raining, and a canoe is sent to the far shore.
The sorrow of heaven and earth is deeply hindered, and the comfort of mountains and rivers is long. Uneven hair adjacent to the boat, there is no strong feeling.
drizzle
Fang Hui
Clouds are both there and there, which is not beautiful. You don't have to look at your eyes to know.
The accumulated energy turned into water droplets and was blown away by the wind. The wild burn marks began to move, and the spring whip was a politician's poem.
There are countless poems related to drizzle, such as:
Yugezi
[Tang]? Zhang
In front of Mount Cisse, egrets fly freely, plump mandarin fish swim happily on the river, and peaches floating on the water are so bright and full.
An old man in the bank, wearing a green bamboo hat raincoat and a green raincoat, braved the wind and rain and fished leisurely. He was fascinated by the beautiful spring scenery and didn't even go home in the rain.
Quatrain
South of Song Shizhi
The shade of ancient wood is a short awning, and the stick thistle helps me cross the east of the bridge.
The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold.
Intermittent rain in Mao Mao (middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River)
[Tang]? Du Fu
Nanjing Xipu Road, April ripe Huangmei. Zhan Zhan arrived at the Yangtze River, and the drizzle came.
Hair is sparse and easy to wet, and clouds are dense and difficult to open. Unexpectedly, Longxi, vortex shore home.
Two water threshold poems, the first part
[Tang]? Du fu?
The hut is far away from the hustle and bustle of Chengdu, with a spacious courtyard, no villages around and boundless vision. Clear water, almost drowning both sides; Green trees and flowers in full bloom in the evening.
It was drizzling, and the fish jumped out of the water happily; The breeze is blowing gently, and the swallows slant across the sky. The city is crowded with thousands of people; There are only two Three Lamps District here, and it's free.
In early spring, Zhang of the Ministry of Water Resources wrote two songs.
[Tang]? Han Yu?
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. This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.
Mo Daoguan is busy being the boss, but no one is young. As you first came to Jiangtou, the willow color is not deep.
Is there a light rain at Jianmen Road?
[Song] Lu You
Dust and wine stains on clothes make you disappear everywhere.
This is a poet, riding a donkey into the sword door in the drizzle. ?
Pai Xiucai Yuan
[Tang]? Liu Changqing
The spring breeze leans against the green city, and the water town is cold, cloudy and sunny in spring. Drizzle wet clothes can't be seen, idle flowers fall to the ground and listen to silence.
Sailing alone on the sunset river, the grass is green in Wan Li, Hunan. If we meet when we go there, Chunpao has been mistaken for a Confucian scholar.
Hengtang
[Song]? Fan Chengda?
Spring has come, and the water in the pond is green, but the stone bridge on the water and the old red tower in the water still exist.
Every year, seeing off guests on Hengtang Road, hanging trees and painting boats in drizzle.
Slow voice
[Song]? Li Qingzhao
Looking around, lonely and sad. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold.
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!
Indus is drizzling, and at dusk, it is falling. This time, what a sad sentence!
Nanxiangzi
[Tang]? Feng Yansi
Autumn wind and drizzle make Jin Fenghua red everywhere.
Idle frown, unintentional silence, mood, loneliness and lovesickness.
Jade pillow is lonely, and hatred is as deep as years.
Who is drunk in the room with the curtains closed? The gaunt and melancholy Qin Lou powder is in tears.
Pick mulberry seeds
[Five Dynasties] Li Yu
In front of the pavilion, the spring is bright and dancing. When it rains in Mao Mao, it will open temporarily if you don't put down your eyebrows.
The green window is quiet and fragrant, and the fragrance is printed into ash. Can endure feelings, want to sleep and dream.
Serenade of peace and joy/lyrics of peace, tranquility and joy
[Tang]? Wei Zhuang
Spring worries about the south, so the country is separated by books. Dripping, pear white, curtain forehead painting.
Looking at the prince and grandson all day, the clothes are full of tears and dust. She played the flute at the bridge and looked at Marcy with ecstasy.
Dingxifan
[Tang]? Wen tingjun
The drizzle and small shadow spring festival evening, people are like jade, willow like eyebrows, homesick.
The curtain of the curtain is rolled up at the beginning, and a flower is spent in the mirror. The news that the heart is broken and the door is blocked is rare.
Niannujiao
[Song]? Li Qingzhao
Depressed courtyard, oblique wind and drizzle, heavy doors must be closed. Fondling willow flowers to eat cold food, all kinds of nasty weather.
Writing a poem is a leisurely taste. When you spend too much money, it's hard to get rid of a thousand worries.
It was chilly in the spring for a few days upstairs, and curtains were hung on all sides. The jade fence was dry and careless. Dream Leng Xiang's new dream. Go to sleep and don't be sad.
The morning dew is clear, and the new tung is introduced at the beginning, which is more or less spring! The sky is crisp and the smoke is rolling. Is it sunny today?
Common poppy/corn poppy/poppy
[Song]? Qin Guan
Peach blossoms are planted and exposed in the sky, not the number of flowers. The water lingers in the depths of the chaotic mountains, but it's a pity that it's picturesque and for whom.
What is the limit of the slight cold in Mao Mao? It is difficult to manage without spring. What's wrong with being Shen Zui? I'm afraid my heart will break when I wake up.
Linjiangxian
[Song]? Yan Dao Ji
After the dream, the balcony is locked high and the curtains hang low after drinking. When hate came last spring, the fallen petal became independent, and Swift Qi Fei. ?
I remember Xiaoping's first sight, and her focus was on the word se. On the pipa string, I said I was homesick. At that time, the moon was there, and I had come back according to the colorful clouds.
Good daughter
[Song]? Yan Dao Ji
Green all over Xichi, plum green. For no reason, it is an evil wind. More drizzly, annoying and hateful, covered in spring mud.
It should be a journey home, with idle tears and acacia. I miss the flag pavilion, I miss the dusk and the moon, I miss the old one, the red notes are fragrant and the sleeves are happy.
Yujiaao
[Song]? Zhang
The fishing cap is covered with clouds and green. It is windy in Bai Niao. When the nylon was closed, the fisherman clapped his hands and smiled.
Bright moon space, can't take the same photos, and forget the house. Looking at the city with a drunken eye and a cold eye. Smoke waves are old, who can be idle.