Classical Chinese writing describing Xiaoyu

1. Early spring, an ancient poem describing Xiaoyu, written by Tang Hanyu

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.

Is Liu Changqing Yan Tang Shiyuan?

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.

"Spring rain is coming, the wind is full" Tang Du Fu

Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.

The night is dark and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.

Yu Gezi Zhang Tang He Zhi

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.

"Dwelling House" Don Wei Wu Ying

Although you are different, there is a camp when you go out. There is nothing to pull, so this seclusion.

Rainy night is coming, I wonder if spring grass will grow. The castle peak has broken dawn, and birds are singing around the house.

When using Taoist dolls, or using firewood. Since the Ann Jian bad, this person is bo Rong Shi.

Du Fu in the Tang Dynasty: Two Poems on the Water Threshold

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.

The weather in Sichuan Province often rains at night, and the sky is clearly clear by the railings beside the water. The flowers were drenched by the rain, the trees were covered with thick puddles, and my clothes and pillows were dry.

I can't bear the current infirmity, but also the utilitarian and floating value. Pour the wine slowly, I rely on it to accompany me for a lifetime.

"Xianyang Value Rain" Ting Yun, Tang Wen

It is raining heavily in xian yangqiao, and there are fishing boats in the air. Just like the spring water in Dongting, Xiaoyun enters Yueyang Day.

Tang Li Shangyin's "Falling Stone Pavilion, Cuizhou"

Bamboo dock is clean and clear, and acacia is separated from the city. Autumn frost flies late, leaving dry lotus to listen to the rain.

Bai Juyi sleeps in the autumn rain at night in Tang Dynasty

Three cold autumn nights, a comfortable old man. After lights out, sleep in the beautiful rain.

Grey thermos flask, fragrant warm quilt. The sun is shining, it is freezing, and the frost leaves are full of red.

Shi zhinan's quatrains in Song Dynasty

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.

Huan Xi sha song Qin Guan

The desert is colder than the small building, the hooligans are like poor autumn, and the screen is quiet and light.

Free flying flowers are as light as dreams, endless silk rain is as thin as sorrow, and small silver hooks hang curtains.

Spring rain in Lin 'an: a journey between Song and Lu.

In recent years, officials are interested in a thin layer of gauze. Who will let me take a bus to Kyoto to visit this bustling city? Living in a small building and listening to the falling spring rain, you will hear the sound of selling apricots in the depths of the alley early in the morning.

Slowly spread out small pieces of paper sideways, every word is organized, carefully boil water and tea under the sun window, skim it and try to taste famous tea. Oh, don't sigh that the dust in Kyoto will stain the white clothes, and there is still time to return to the mirror house in Lake Ubak.

"Cold Spring" Song Chen Yu Yi

In February, Baling was windy, and the cold spring was not over. Haitang is independent of Meng Meng in the drizzle, regardless of rouge color.

"Guest" Song Zhao Shi Xiu

Mei Huang Shi, every family was flooded by rain, and the pond was covered with green grass and frogs. It's past midnight, and the invited guests haven't come yet. I tapped the chess pieces bored and shook the wick of an oil lamp.

April in the Country Song Weng Juan

The mountains and plains are all green, and the sound of Zigui is raining like smoke. In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields.

Song Wangzao in Spring

There is no sunny day in a spring, and it will be overcast everywhere. Wild spring water is better than Kagami Akira, and the figure is not surprised to cross gulls.

Peach blossoms smile from the fence, as if they were the most affectionate before opening. Mautz got the guests' clothes wet, and chickens crowed in the afternoon.

Song Wangzao, that's what happened.

In summer, swallows will whisper, and the green locust garden will not be overcast. No one saw the rain in the west window, and the banana was just a few feet away.

The double heron can turn over the snow, and the waves are clear from the ground. A hundred hectares of wind and smoke hooked the curtain, lying in Qingyun to watch the rain.

Listening to Fang Yue's rain song

Zhu Zhai sleeps and listens to the rain, and moss grows in dreams. Opposite the lonely mountain, idle birds don't guess.

"Small Garden" Song Luyou

Santo Yin Yin once crossed the small tobacco garden next door. Before lying down and reading the final volume of Tao poetry, hoe melons in the light rain.

Su Shi, Ding Fengbo

Don't pay attention to the beating rain in the forest. Mei sings a long whistle and walks leisurely. Bamboo poles and sandals are more dexterous than riding horses. What's to be afraid of? A raincoat and hemp fiber, despite the wind and rain, still live my life.

The cold spring breeze woke me up, and the weather was a little cold, but the mountains caught my eye with oblique photos. Looking back at the bleak land, there is no wind, no rain and no eyes.

2. classical Chinese about rain, yǔ,), yǔ

It is raining. "The Battle of Cuisine": "Its Beiling, the land of Wen Wang Kaiguo, is also very windy."

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It is raining. Climbing Mount Tianmu in a Dream: "Clouds and greens are coming ~"

2 landing. "Biography of Su Wu": "There is snow in the sky, and there is snow in the martial arts."

The foot of the rain is like a line of raindrops.

Rain and dew, rain and dew are metaphors of grace.

The classical Chinese article containing rain is as follows, please open it and check it carefully!

The Original and Translation of Han Xiao Wang Zhichuan /z3782m6893j2443

The Original Text and Translation of Biography of Li in Ming Dynasty /z5925m6075j2427

Original and translation of Fan Zenglun by Su Shi /z6325m3429j24 16

Gu's original and translation of Shame /Z 79 18m 190J2402

The Original and Translation of Biography of Ming Taizu and maoji /z6556m5966j2400

The original text and translation of Biography of Chen Shou in Ming Dynasty/z1198m2210j2390

Original and Translation of Xie Ao's Wailing at West Station /z9789m8398j2386

The original and translation of Luo Zenan Nanyue Ji /z4487m5 133j2382

The original and translation of Zhang Ruming's Biography of Song History /z8429m9550j2379

The Original and Translation of Yin Xing Zhuan in the Later Han Dynasty /z8405m33 19j2360

The original text and translation of Xia Zheng Biography of Song Dynasty /z7939m90 16j234 1

Original text and translation of Biography of Guo Ying in Ming Dynasty /z 1955m6 199j2327

The Original and Translation of Song Lian's The Green Pavilion /z6539m7535j2326

Shao's Biography of Yandian History and its translation /z47 19m8242j23 19

Zhou Rong's biography of the old man and its translation /z8570m8907j23 17.

3. Write rain in classical Chinese, with wood and a rain pavilion.

Su Shi

The pavilion is named after the rain, and it is also happy. Ancient people were happy to use famous things to show that they did not forget. Duke of Zhou got the grain with the title of the book; Hanwu is famous for years; Granduncle, named after his son. His joy is uneven, and he never forgets one.

Next year, the official residence will be managed, which is located in the north of the main hall, while in the south, ponds are dug, drainage and trees are planted, thinking it is a place to rest. It is the spring of another year, and the rain wheat has occupied the year in the sunshine of Qishan. People are worried when it doesn't rain in the middle of the moon. In March, it rained, and Jiazi rained. People think this is not enough. Ding Mao's heavy rain stopped in three days. Officials celebrate in the court, businessmen sing in the city, farmers linger in the wild, the worried enjoy themselves, the sick recover, and my pavilion is suitable.

So he lifted the wine from the pavilion as a guest and told him, "It won't rain for five days?" You said,' If it doesn't rain for five days, there will be no wheat.' "If it doesn't rain for ten days," you said, "If it doesn't rain for ten days, there will be no food." Without wheat and food, old people are hungry, prison lawsuits are prosperous, and thieves are arrogant. So my second son and my third son, although we also want to travel and enjoy this pavilion, have we got it? Today, I don't leave my people, but at the beginning of the drought, I got rain so that I could get along with my second and third sons and enjoy the pavilion. They all got rain. Can it forget evil? "

Not only is the pavilion famous, but it is also sung. The song says: "it makes the rain drop, which the cold can't think of;" It makes it rain like jade, and hungry people will never think it is millet. It has been raining for three days. Who can help? People say that satrap does not exist. Belonging to the son of heaven, the son of heaven said no, the creation belongs to it, and the creation does not take credit for it, but belongs to space. Space is invisible and can't be named. I was named after my pavilion. "

-selected from the four collections of Jin Jing Dongpo's Collected Works.

This pavilion is named after Rain to commemorate the festival activities. In ancient times, when there were happy events, they were used to name things to show that they would never forget. When the Duke of Zhou got rice grains from the emperor, he used "Golden Harvest" as the title of his article. When Emperor Wudi got Baoding, he called it Ding Yuan. Uncle Suntong Chen De defeated Ren Di Qiao Ru and took Qiao Ru as his son's name. Their happy events are different in size, but they have the same meaning.

It was not until the second year of Fufeng that the official residence was built. I built a pavilion in the north of the main hall, dug a pond in the south, drew running water and planted trees as a resting place. This spring, it rained wheat to the south of Qishan, and divination is a good year this year. However, it didn't rain for a whole month, so people were worried. It rained on the third day of March, and it rained again on Jiazi Day. People think this is not enough. It rained heavily again on Ding Mao Day, and it didn't stop for three days. Officials celebrated together in the yard, businessmen sang together in the market, and farmers laughed together in the field. So, the sad people were happy, the sick people were cured, and my pavilion was just created.

So, I raised my glass to the guests in the pavilion and asked them, "Can it not rain for five days?" You will answer,' If it doesn't rain for five days, wheat won't grow.' He asked,' Can it not rain for ten days?' You will answer,' If it doesn't rain for ten days, you can't raise live rice.' No wheat, no rice, natural disasters in the year, many lawsuits and rampant thieves. So even if you and I want to have fun on this pavilion, is it possible? Now God does not abandon the people here. It rains whenever there is drought, so that I can have fun with you in the upper reaches of this pavilion. Thank you for the gift of this rain! Can this be forgotten again? "

After naming the pavilion with it, I went on to sing. The song says: "If pearls are on earth, people suffering from cold can't regard them as short coats;" If there is white jade in the world, hungry people can't take it as food. It rained for three days. Whose strength is this? The people say it's the satrap, and the satrap says it doesn't have this power. Thanks to the son of heaven, the son of heaven denied it. It belongs to the creator, and the creator does not regard it as his own credit, but belongs to space. And the space is so ethereal that I can't name it, so I named my pavilion after the rain. "

4. What are the ancient poems describing rain in the old saying? "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Du Fu knows when it rains and when it rains in spring.

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. 1. Jianmen Road, when it rains slightly, dust and wine marks accumulate on the clothes of the tourists, and they travel everywhere.

This is a poet, riding a donkey into the sword door in the drizzle. - .

How many flowers fall after a stormy night. - .

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. - .

The pavilions get the moon first, and the trees are dense. - .

This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow. - .

Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. The Book of Songs? The wind and rain are sad, and the chickens crow.

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? Meng Haoran, but now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I broke. Wang Wei, a thousand valleys are difficult to fill, and a thousand peaks are full of cuckoos.

The spring rain in the mountains has not stopped all night, and the trees on the treetops are spring. The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.

There is no rain on the winding mountain road, the smoke is misty in the dense pine trees, and the water vapor is heavy, as if to flow, and then the clothes of passers-by. Weicheng is also lighter than rain and dust, and the guest house is green and willow.

Pastoral music: peach red contains continuous rain, willow green contains spring smoke. The children at home have not been driven away, and the oriole singing the song of idleness is still sleeping.

Zhang has a green bamboo hat and green hemp fiber, so there is no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle. It has been raining, from Yanglin to Dongtou to rest, and go boating in Yonghe for three days.

The old friend's home lives on the bank of the stream, on the bank of the river, and there is a peach forest. -"Looking for Li Jiuzhuang in Three Days" Wang Changling entered Wu on a cold rainy night and saw Fujian alone.

Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith! Du Fu knows the rainy season. It happens in spring.

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. -"Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Spring leeks are cut in the night rain, and brown rice is freshly cooked in a special way.

My host announced that it was a festival, and he urged me to drink ten cups. -"Give Eight Guards to Chu Shi" Cen Can Xiyuan Post Road hangs Chengtou, and there is no rain in the Jiangting.

Jun, try to divide the water. White clouds are still like Han and Qiu. -"Send the judge Li to Jinjiang to take autumn words" Wei Dupitied the grass and sang the orioles in the deep trees. The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing.

In zhangyan, fine grass hangs on the walls in the rain, and the wind on the water returns to the settled flowers. The cool moon in Dai Shulun is like an eyebrow hanging over 60 thousand, and the more you look in the Zhongshan mirror, the more so.

Peach blossoms rained in Lanxi for three days, and carp came to the beach at midnight. -"The Best of Lanxi" There is a long grass on the Suxi Pavilion. Who leans against the east wind and stops at twelve? Swallows don't return to the Spring Festival Evening, and it's a misty rain and apricot blossoms.

-"Su Xi Pavilion" Bai Juyi traveled thousands of miles to Caoqinghu, and went to Huang Meiyu alone. I'm worried about the sound of the wind overturning the dark waves and hitting the boat on the beach.

-"Langtaosha" The wind returns to the clouds and the rain begins to clear, and the lake is warm again. Wild apricots everywhere, broken red spots; The floating water on the lake looks like a neat lawn at first sight.

The rain on Bai Yan dried up, his wings became heavy and he had to fly low; The oriole's tongue is quite stiff. It's not that the spring in Jiangnan is not good, but that I'm one year old, and my mood has also decreased.

-"Nanhu Early Spring" Red Banqiao Green Wine Flag, when the pavilion is warm and the sun is slanting. Poor rain stops the east wind, and thousands of trees hang down separately.

-"Yang Liuzhi" died early, but the residual light disappeared. Through the window, you know that it rains at night, and bananas speak first.

-"Rain at Night" Badong sailed to Brazil, and the waves beat the wind and rain. Polygonum hydropiper is cold and red, and Gracilaria leaves are blue and sad.

-"Bamboo Branch" stays in an empty room, the autumn night is long, and the night is long and the day is unknown. The shadow on the wall after the lamp still lingers, and the rustle of dark rain hitting the window.

-"Shang Yang White Haired Man" On a cold night in Sanqiu, an old man was at ease. After lights out, sleep in the beautiful rain.

Grey thermos flask, fragrant warm quilt. The sun is shining, it is freezing, and the frost leaves are full of red.

-"Sleeping in the Autumn Rain" Han Yutian Street is crisp and crisp, and the grass color is far away. Uncle Sikong, when my cousin Lu Lun came to spend the night, there were no other neighbors, but on quiet nights, I lived in the same old hut.

And the yellow leaves fall in the rain, just like the fate of the white-haired old man under the light. Ashamed of being lonely for so long, you often come to comfort me with you.

We are predestined poetry friends, not to mention you and my two cousins. Du Mu, a thousand miles away, sings green and reflects red, and the water town is full of wine flags.

More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain. -"Jiang Nanchun's quatrains" During the Qingming period, pedestrians on the road wanted to break their souls.

Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village. -"Qingming" After the rain, it was noisy and fell in autumn.

Moss covered the steps, and Bai Niao deliberately stayed behind. -"Topic Yangzhou Zen Temple" Li Shangyin's Man Ting Pavilion, after a stormy night, seems to welcome visitors.

There are two red mansions facing the cold, covered by rain, and a bead curtain lamp shakes my lonely heart and goes home. When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi.

When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night. Bamboo dock is clean and clear, and acacia is separated from the city.

Autumn frost flies late, leaving dry lotus to listen to the rain. Wutong, it rains in the middle of the night, and parting is bitter. With a click of a leaf, the empty ladder falls to the light.

People in Weizhuang say that Jiangnan is good, and tourists only enjoy Jiangnan. The spring water is greener than the sky, so tourists can sleep on the boat listening to the rain.

The rain is falling outside Li Yu's curtain, and the spring is fading. Luo can't stand the cold of Friday. I don't know if I'm a guest in my dream, but it's easier to tell when I'm not here.

Running water is gone, and spring is gone. Zheng Wenbao's graceful paintings are spring pools until pedestrians are half drunk; Regardless of the misty rain, I will hate Jiangnan.

After the rain, two birds come to occupy bamboo, and in autumn, a butterfly looks for flowers. Su Shi's water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy.

Clouds poured out and poured down like ink, but a mountain range was exposed on the horizon, bright and fresh, and the splashing water was like white pearl gravel, splashing on the boat. Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle.

Don't pay attention to the beating rain in the forest. Mei sings a long whistle and walks leisurely. Bamboo poles and sandals are more dexterous than riding horses. What's to be afraid of? A raincoat and hemp fiber, despite the wind and rain, still live my life.

The cold spring breeze woke me up, and the weather was a little cold, but the mountains caught my eye with oblique photos. Looking back at the bleak land, there is no wind, no rain and no eyes.

Qin Guan's flying flowers are as light as a dream, and the continuous rain is as fine as sorrow. Yan Luohua is independent, and Swift flies together.

The beginning of Zhinan: the ancient trees shade the short awning, and the rattan helps me cross the east of the bridge. The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold.

Thousands of miles of rice flowers should be beautiful, and the leaves of Wu Gengtong are the best sounds. When will Xu Fushuang fly back? Peach branches on both sides of the river are soaked in water, and red peach blossoms are in bloom.

After a few days of rain, the river rose and flooded the small bridge, so people could not cross the river. At this time, a boat slowly sailed out from the shade of willow trees.

5. The poem "Early Spring" is about light rain. The light rain in Yutian Street in Tang Dynasty is crisp, and the grass looks close, but there is nothing. The most important benefit is the spring of the year, which is better than the willow trees in the city. "Bieyan Poetry Garden" Liu Tang Changqing's spring breeze leans against the river green city, the water town is cold and cloudy, and the clear sky is Wan Li. Drizzle wet clothes invisible, idle flowers silent. "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Tang Du Fu knew that the rainy season was spring. Jinguancheng flowers are heavy. Fishing songs, egrets flying in front of Zhang Xisai Mountain in the Tang Dynasty, peach blossoms flowing and mandarin fish fat. You don't need to return the green bamboo hat and green hemp fiber. Although Tang and Wei lived in seclusion at different levels, they had their own camps when they went out. There is no external support, so I live in seclusion. The rainy night has come, and I don't know if the spring grass has grown. Who's Bo Rong Shi? When Tang Du Fu arrived in Guo Xuan, no village expected credit. There are few flat banks in Chengjiang River, and the secluded trees bloom late. Fish come out in the drizzle, and swallows are inclined in the breeze. There are100000 households in the city, and there are two or three houses here. It often rains in Shu at night and the river is sunny. Ye Linrun is dense, clothes are dry and pillows are clean. It's tragic. Xiaoyun will go to Yueyang one day. "Stay in the Rockfall Pavilion and remember Cuizhou" Tang Li Shangyin's bamboo dock is clean and dust-free, and Acacia is separated from the city all the way. Autumn frost flies late, leaving a withered lotus to listen to the rain. "Autumn Night Sleeping" Tang Baiju is easy to get cold. On three autumn nights, an old man is at ease. After sleeping in, he fell asleep in the beautiful rain. The ashes remain in the warm fire bottle. I crossed the east side of the bridge with the help of a stick. Apricot flowers wet clothes, cold face in the breeze. Huan E68A84E8A2 AD323/KOC-0/335323/KOC-0/343/KOC-0/343/KOC-0/30323/KOC-0/365438. The faint smoke and flowing water depict a quiet screen. Free flying flowers are as light as dreams, endless silk rain is as thin as sorrow, and small silver hooks are hung on the treasure screen. The spring rain in Lin 'an at the beginning of Ji 'an was a tour of Song and Lu. The world has been as thin as yarn for many years, who is a rider in Beijing? The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers. Short paper is inclined to be grass, and clear the window to make tea. Plain clothes don't sigh, but still clear. In the independent drizzle, it rained at home in Huangmei season in Zhao Shixiu in Song Dynasty, and frogs were everywhere in the grass pond. If you don't go to the appointment at midnight, you will knock over the chess pieces and smash them to pieces. In April in the countryside, the mountains and plains are green and rainy in Song Dynasty. In the countryside in April, there were few idle people, so sericulture was planted in the fields.