2. Poems about Happy Rainy Days

Poetry about laziness and ease 1. Poems describing comfort and leisure.

1, picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see Nanshan. -Tao Yuanming's fifth day of drinking.

2, stained with clothes to wet apricot rain, blowing the face without cold wind. -The quatrains of monks in Zhinan.

3, the clouds are light and the wind is light in the afternoon, and the flowers are over a thousand rivers with the willows. -Cheng Hao's "Occasionally in Spring"

4, thousands of miles green, water village Guo Shan wine flag wind. -Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring"

5. The Pear Flower Garden dissolves the moon, and the catkin pond is faint. -Yan Shu's "Moral"

6. There are long vegetation and trees around Xia Meng's house. -Tao Yuanming's "Reading Shan Hai Jing, Part I"

7, riding a horse against the bridge, full of tea. -Wei Zhuang's "Bodhisattva"

8. My middle-aged heart found its way, and I came to live at the foot of this mountain. -Wang Wei's "My retreat in Zhongnanshan"

9. I will walk until the river blocks my way, then sit down and look at the rising clouds. -Wang Wei's "My retreat in Zhongnanshan"

10, the mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are on their way home. -Tao Yuanming's fifth day of drinking.

1 1, I like children and rogues best. I lie on the stream and peel lotus flowers. -Xin Qiji's "Village Residence"

12, my daughter picks spring mulberry and the song is Haruka. -anonymous "picking mulberry"

13, caged birds love the old forest, and the fish in the pool are lost. -Tao Yuanming's Return to the Garden

14, white-haired old farmers stand out from the crowd, and the wheat field looks at the clouds. -Forever in "Looking at the Sunny Farmhouse"

15, Banqiao people crossing the spring, Mao Yan at noon. -Gu Kuang's "Mountain Farmhouse"

2. About beautiful ancient poems

If you want to know the wonders of China, you can listen to two or three songs (nine eulogies) at leisure. Zhu)

Huansha as clear water, free wave (chanting Zhuluoshan. Li Bai)

From now on, if you take a leisurely ride on the moon, columns and staff will knock on the door all night. Land tourism)

The forest is good to watch, and seagulls are idle on the stream (answer to Li Han Wei Wuying)

Sweet tea dreams are afraid of the cold spring, and the green cover closes the door and the swallow is idle. Zheng Hui)

Sitting in a small window watching Zhouyi, I wonder how long spring will go.

I'm going to stay for half a day because of the monk's words. (Mountain climbing. Photo by Li)

If you don't come at midnight, the chess pieces will knock down and die.

Sleeping for a long time without thinking, watching children catch willow flowers.

Ji means that the stars are calm and the windows are cool.

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.

3. Ancient poems describing "laziness"

1, Li She, Tihelin Monastery in Tang Dynasty

I was drunk all day, and suddenly I heard that I was trying to climb the mountain in spring.

I stole a long time because I was chatting with monks in the bamboo yard.

2. "Bodhisattva Man, overlapping hills, extinction of Jin and Ming Dynasties" Ting Yun in Tang Dynasty.

The mountains overlap, and the clouds want to smell the snow on their cheeks. Too lazy to draw a moth eyebrow, too late to make up and wash.

Look in the mirror before and after the flowers, and look at the flowers. The new post is embroidered with lolo, all of which are golden partridges.

3. Wang Anli's Little Red Lip, Sleeping in Spring in the Northern Song Dynasty.

Sleeping in spring makes me feel warm and fragrant. Feel lazy. What is the limit of shock?

The sun is setting in the deep courtyard, and people are quiet. Heartbroken. Not by height. The grass is in the distance.

4. Bai Juyi in Tang Dynasty, awakened in late spring, seeking dreams.

Things are about melancholy, and sanhua is also residual; It's easier to forget the old than to wake up.

Although I am lazy, I will like meeting you; I also took Xiaoman to try to find Lao Liu.

5. "Let Go" Wang Fan of Yuan Dynasty

Worried that my heart is often knotted and things are too cold; Trouble has become a disease, why not let go?

Cage cranes are difficult to get out, and bed turtles are hidden; Give heaven and earth a floating life and consider Boshanxiang.

4. What poems describe laziness?

1. Wake Up the World

Year: Ming Author: Feng Menglong

Wealth has no roots,

Get it from hard work.

Please pay attention to lazy people,

Looks hungry and cold.

2. Learn from Ji Sun

Year: Tang Author: Du Fu

Ping Ming crossed with a donkey. I don't know who is right.

There are many doors to power. I'm looking for my grandson.

Grandchildren are poor and idle, and their homes are deserted.

Bamboo grows in front of the hall and porch grows in the back.

Hemerocallis die in autumn, but the frost on bamboo branches is not sweet.

Wash rice, draw less water, draw more water and muddy water.

Don't let go when cutting sunflower, it hurts the sunflower root.

Weng has been lazy for a long time, but Jueer walks in a hurry.

It's a clan, not a dish.

Small people are honest, but thin customs are hard to say.

Don't doubt it. Same name as Guston.

3. Cheng Tang

Year: Tang Author: Du Fu

The back of Tang Guo has become the shadow of white grass, and the riverside is a familiar green suburb.

Castanopsis kawakamii forest prevents the sun from singing wind leaves and cage bamboo smoke drops.

General Fei, counting the children for the time being, frequently talked about the new nest.

Others make more mistakes than others, and they are lazy and have no intention of joking.

4. "responsibility"

Year: Wei and Jin Dynasties Author: Tao Yuanming

There is white hair on the temples, and the skin is no longer solid.

Although there are five men, writing is always bad.

Shu is twenty-eight years old, lazy and horseless.

A Xing Xuan Tzu Chi scholar, not Wen Shu.

Duan Yong is thirteen years old. I don't know if he is six or seven.

The boy is nine years old, but he is looking for pears and chestnuts.

If we're lucky, it's in the cup.

5. Ode to Ancient 10 1

Year: Song Author: Shizichun

Inadvertently picking it up is not a matter of reason, and Hanshan is too lazy to return.

Before the sound, there was a beautiful round sound, and three mountains outside the object made Yue Hui.

The poem about rainy days is 1. What are the poems about rainy nights in summer?

1, Su Shi's Ding Feng Bo, Don't listen to the sound of beating leaves through the forest in the Song Dynasty;

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 coolness of spring breeze awakens my wine, and the cold begins to be cold, and the peak of the sun is the sun, but it is satisfied in time.

Looking back at the place where I met the wind and rain, going back, for me, there is no wind and rain, but it is still sunny.

Interpretation: Ignore the sound of rain beating on forests and leaves. Why not open your voice and sing calmly? Bamboo poles and sandals are more agile than riding horses. What is there to be afraid of? No matter the wind and rain, I will live in hemp fiber all my life.

The spring breeze is cool, wake me up, it's cool, but the sunset in Chu Qing on the mountain is timely. Looking back at the bleak place when the wind and rain came, I walked home, whether it was raining or sunny.

2. Wang Changling's "Furong Inn and New Parting" in Tang Dynasty;

Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan!

Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!

Interpretation: the cold rain spread all over Wudi River overnight, and even the hazy distant mountains seemed lonely after seeing you off in the morning! When I arrive in Luoyang, if my relatives and friends in Luoyang call me, please tell them that my heart is still as crystal clear and pure as ice in a jade pot!

3. In the Tang Dynasty, Li Shangyin wrote "Sending Friends to the North on a Rainy Night":

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.

Interpretation: You asked me the date of going home, but it was difficult to decide the date. There is heavy rain in Bashan tonight, and the rain has filled the autumn pool. When can we have a long talk by candlelight and tell each other our thoughts in the rainy night tonight?

4. The Rain at Night by Bai Juyi in Tang Dynasty:

Crying early, I rested again, and the residual light went out again.

Through the window, you know that it rains at night, and bananas speak first.

Interpretation: Cricket that came out early gave a cry and stopped. The dim light went out and was lit again. Through the window, I knew it was raining at night, because there was the sound of rain hitting the banana leaves outside the window.

5, Wu Wenying in the Song Dynasty "Night Tour Palace, Bamboo Window Listening to the Rain":

It's raining outside the window. In the window, it is cold to chew lanterns.

Muddy as a lonely boat in Xiaoxiang. See the fairy, step Ling Bo, the moon shadow.

Sweet bitterness deceives cold strength. Dream around, a thousand hectares of surging waves.

Dreaming of the new and worrying about the old scenery. The cloud shines on the jade, and the wine wakes up first.

Interpretation: The rain outside the window swept the stream and made a crisp sound. The solitary light in the room is particularly bright, but it is also very cold. The poet takes a nap alone in the house, which is really like drifting in a boat on the Xiangjiang River. At this point, Xiang Jun seems to be gently holding his nepotism, and the moonlight is shining on her.

Narcissus gives off a crisp fragrance, but it is attacked by cold air, which reminds her of growing up on the banks of rivers and lakes with thousands of hectares of waves. Although new worries come to mind, I am still immersed in old dreams. Vaguely, the fairy's hair is shining with touching luster, fluffy and slightly tilted. It was not until the immortal spirit faded that the poet's wine woke up slightly.

2. What are the poems that describe "Rest comfortably in rainy days and feel empty"?

1, Tang Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains

The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.

The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.

The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.

Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.

2. In Early Spring, I was a member of the Ministry of Water Affairs.

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.

3. Song Xin Qi Ji's "Yellow Sand Night Road Xijiang Moon"

The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches. The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance.

In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year. In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to the stream bridge.

4. Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night by Tang Du Fu.

Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.

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.

5. Su Song Shunqin "Chu Qingyou Canglang Pavilion"

It was a spring rain all night, and it didn't stop until dawn. The river rose, and thick clouds covered the sky, sometimes cloudy and sometimes hot, and the weather was warm.

There is no one in the shade, the color of the sun is dim, the flowers and bamboo are quiet, and the sound of birds comes from it from time to time.

Wang Wei's Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains

The word "empty mountain" points out that besides, it is like a paradise. In the early days of Shan Yu, everything was new. It was early autumn evening. It is conceivable that the air is fresh and the scenery is wonderful. This poem expresses the poet's personality beauty and an ideal social beauty with natural beauty. Through the description of the landscape, it is rich and intriguing.

3. Beautiful sentences about rainy days

Rain falls from the air to every corner, and raindrops are like crystal clear pearls, which are very beautiful.

Raindrops fall from eaves, walls and leaves, just like broken beads, and finally connect to form a water column. The wind is blowing and it is raining.

A closer look reveals that there is not even a single person in the street. All the water was wasted and turned into a flowing river, and countless splashes rushed to open. From a distance, buildings and trees are blurred. The wind with rain stars, like looking for something on the ground, bumped into the east and west.

No sooner had the pedestrians on the road found shelter than it began to rain. It's raining harder and harder, and soon it's like a downpour. Look at the rain in the sky, it's really like a waterfall! A gust of wind blew, and the waterfall-like rain was blown like smoke, fog and dust.

Beans-sized raindrops fell to the ground, splashing like a small fountain. When the splash falls on the ground, it becomes a small bubble, which looks like a transparent hat.

It's really interesting to watch the raindrops turn into little hats! It is raining harder. On the roofs and streets, a layer of misty rain and fog is splashed, just like a layer of misty white gauze. At this time, a gust of wind blew fiercely, the white gauze curled away, and the rain fell obliquely on the accumulated water in the street, splashing a lot.

The feeling in the rain has been raining since last night, and it should be very affectionate. I can think of rain stains, flowers falling, red scattered fragrance disappearing, somewhat sad, but also somewhat sad.

There are countless people who know that they love rain, and the articles about rain are even more eloquent, but I am also a rain lover and have different feelings about rain, so I wrote them. Rain, in the eyes of different people, has different scenery; Just like the scenery in front of us, a thousand people have a thousand kinds of scenery.

Some people like rain, some people hate it, some people sigh, some people are crazy, and they feel different. Rain, like flowers and trees, whether it can become a landscape depends on people's mood.

It is a kind of beauty to meet the rain after a long drought, no matter who looks at it; Who doesn't get upset when it rains and the levee is flooded? However, rain is rain. It won't come because you like it, nor will it go because you hate it. What's more, you can't see the splendor of the rainbow without experiencing wind and rain. Without rainy clouds, there would be no sunny sunshine. It's rainy in the south of the Yangtze River. I was born in the rainy south of the Yangtze River, so I have to say that I am familiar with rain. Supposedly, it should have been blind and indifferent.

But I have a surprise and freshness for the rain. Every rainy day, I always love to wander in the rain, so that the sweet and pure rain is sprinkled on my body and soaked in my skin; The drizzle takes away the dust and haze in my heart and makes my mood clean and bright.

Rain is a gift from heaven, and it is a sweet spring that benefits the world. It makes everything lush and full of vitality. What would the world be like without rain? There are deserts everywhere, sandstorms everywhere, and sandstorms are flying all over the sky; If there are no birds, no animals, not even a trace of green, and life disappears here, how horrible and terrible it would be. The rain in the four seasons is also different due to different seasons and seasonal changes.

Spring rain is the most beautiful and exquisite, like a shy and charming singing of a girl; Spring rain is also the favorite of literati. Famous sentences such as "Good rain knows the season, when spring comes", "Silent drizzle in the sky" and "Spring Rain with apricot blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River" are all praises to the spring rain.

The dripping girl in the rain lane is probably from the spring rain. The most enthusiastic is the summer rain, like the sweat of a strong man, with a hearty pleasure; Very fierce, walking fast, crisp and dry, never slow.

It not only waters the fields and moistens the seedlings, but also brings coolness to people in hot summer. People are well aware of its advantages and disadvantages.

The autumn rain with a hint of coolness has another taste in my heart. It is desolate and bleak, and it is very appropriate to say that it is the sigh of the dissatisfied wife whose youth is gone and no longer there.

"If you want rain, it will rain on the river, and it will be clear in autumn. It's getting cold, the wind is getting stronger, the river is closed in the cold, the afterglow is architecture and things are beautiful.

Only the gushing water of the Yangtze river flows eastward without sound. "In the autumn rain, Liu Yong's mood is so bleak and helpless.

Li Yian also described her loneliness, sadness and sadness in Autumn Love. "Indus raining, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence! " .

In fact, people's joys and sorrows, joys and sorrows, sadness and rain have nothing to do with it? There seems to be little winter rain, and even fewer people like it. But I think it's like a few clear tears shed by a strong man whose wrist is broken and never returns. It is cold, resolute, tragic and heroic.

People can't help but give birth to some respect. The glitz and noise of the world need us to treat it with a normal heart, and so does the rain. Only by getting rid of impetuousness and being more calm can we appreciate its interest and poetry and feel its exquisiteness and beauty.

When I wrote these words, it was still raining, and I couldn't help feeling a little hurt and spring again. Unconsciously, spring deepened and summer came silently. Isn't that how youth gets old, and dreams disappear quietly ... 2. Children giggle in the moonlight, they jump and jump happily, the straw hat jumps and jumps on their heads, and the surrounding Woods and rivers jump and jump.

The moon girl blushed and hid and smiled. The hidden heart must jump behind the clouds. God-given gold, God-given moonlight rain, from the top of the head to the bottom of the foot, from the outside to the inside, from the bones to the soul, are all golden, transparent, as pleasing to the eye as green, as cool as borneol.

The children stole some lotus leaves, and they caught the golden elves together, and the elves rolled happily. Children should put away the moonlight rain, plant it in the ground next spring, let them sprout, blossom and bear the moonlight rain full of trees, and then give these golden fruits to friends and kindergarten teachers ... Listening to the rain under the eaves every rainy season, I think of listening to the rain under the eaves, which has a unique aesthetic feeling. Although it's not like splashing in the whirlpool of a river, or rushing into the beach of the sea, or a secluded lane in a small town, there is still rain in Mao Mao.

4. Quiet, cheerful and rainy afternoon tea sentences

1.1February Snowflakes are flying outside the window, and a cup of coffee in front of the window warms the heart, so you can have a long afternoon tea and kill time quietly; Life is still beautiful, you should know how to cherish it!

2. In a quiet afternoon, sitting on a cane chair, the lazy sunshine hugs me. That cup of coffee was placed on the crystal table, looking up at the blue sky and watching the white clouds walk gracefully in a pleasant afternoon.

Living alone, planting flowers, a book, a cat, a table of exquisite afternoon tea, a familiar song and listening to the creaking sound of the phonograph.

4. Sitting quietly in Pizza Hut, watching the idle people outside the glass window, drinking afternoon tea and being confused. Life goes on, and so does life.

At the breakfast time when the wind was raging, I drank afternoon tea leisurely and waited for the arrival of Miss Storm.

5. Poems about the beautiful mood in rainy days.

Poems describing the beautiful mood in rainy days are: 1. Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night written by Du Fu in Tang Dynasty: Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.

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. Good rain seems to pick the right time, arrival in the spring when everything is born.

With the breeze, quietly into the night. Fine and dense, nourishing everything on the earth.

Thick dark clouds covered the fields and paths; Small lights, flashing fishing boats on the river look at the flowers with dew. Tomorrow morning, Chengdu will be full of flowers.

2. In the Southern Song Dynasty, Zhinan made short accounts in the ancient wood sound. Original: The short accounts were made in the ancient wood sound, and the vines helped me cross the bridge east. The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold.

I tied the boat in the shade of a tall old tree; Crossing the bridge with crutches, enjoying the beautiful spring scenery. Mao Mao, the rain won't get my clothes wet.

It floats on the gorgeous apricot flowers, making the flowers more brilliant. The breeze blowing on the face no longer makes people feel cold; It dances with slender green wicker, which is particularly embarrassing.

3. The original text of "Autumn Life" by Wang Wei in the Tang Dynasty: After the rain, the mountains are empty and stand in the autumn night. The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.

The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe. Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.

After a new rain, my valley became quieter and quieter. As night falls, a cool breeze blows gently, which makes people feel more autumn. The bright moonlight reflected the pine forest, and the spring water gurgled over the stone.

There were bursts of laughter and laughter in the bamboo forest. It turns out that the washerwoman is back and the lotus leaves are floating. That's a fishing boat going down the river. Although the fragrance of spring has long gone, I am intoxicated with this wonderful autumn color and still yearn for a long stay.

4. In the Tang Dynasty, Han Yu's "Early Spring is a member of the Ministry of Water Affairs, Zhang Shiba" Original: The rain in Tianjie is crisp and the grass is close. This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.

There is a lot of silk rain over the Capital Avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass in the distance is faintly connected, but it looks sparse and sporadic at close range. This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring in the city of green willows.

5. In Song Dynasty, Su Shi wrote "Two Rains after Drinking on the Lake (Part Two)". Original: the water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are rainy. If there are more dead beauties in the West Lake, C+ is so appropriate.

On a sunny day, the West Lake is rippling with water waves. In the sunshine, radiant, beautiful. When it rains, the distant mountains are shrouded in misty rain, and their eyes are confused. The hazy scenery is also beautiful.

If the beautiful West Lake is compared to a beauty, then whether it is light makeup or heavy makeup, it can always set off her natural beauty and charming charm.

6. Quiet, pleasant and rainy afternoon tea sentences

1.1February Snowflakes are flying outside the window, and a cup of coffee in front of the window warms the heart, so you can have a long afternoon tea and kill time quietly; Life is still beautiful, you should know how to cherish it! 2. In a quiet afternoon, sitting on a cane chair, the lazy sunshine hugs me.

That cup of coffee was placed on the crystal table, looking up at the blue sky and watching the white clouds walk gracefully in a pleasant afternoon. Living alone, planting flowers, a book, a cat, a table of exquisite afternoon tea, a familiar song and listening to the creaking sound of the phonograph.

4. Sitting quietly in Pizza Hut, watching the idle people outside the glass window, drinking afternoon tea and being confused. Life goes on, and so does life.

At the breakfast time when the wind was raging, I drank afternoon tea leisurely and waited for the arrival of Miss Storm.

7. Beautiful poems or sentences about rain

Rain falls from the air to every corner, and raindrops are like crystal clear pearls, which are very beautiful.

Raindrops fall from eaves, walls and leaves, just like broken beads, and finally connect to form a water column. The wind is blowing and it is raining.

A closer look reveals that there is not even a single person in the street. All the water was wasted and turned into a flowing river, and countless splashes rushed to open. From a distance, buildings and trees are blurred. The wind with rain stars, like looking for something on the ground, bumped into the east and west.

No sooner had the pedestrians on the road found shelter than it began to rain. It's raining harder and harder, and soon it's like a downpour. Look at the rain in the sky, it's really like a waterfall! A gust of wind blew, and the waterfall-like rain was blown like smoke, fog and dust.

Beans-sized raindrops fell to the ground, splashing like a small fountain. When the splash falls on the ground, it becomes a small bubble, which looks like a transparent hat.

It's really interesting to watch the raindrops turn into little hats! It is raining harder. On the roofs and streets, a layer of misty rain and fog is splashed, just like a layer of misty white gauze. At this time, a gust of wind blew fiercely, the white gauze curled away, and the rain fell obliquely on the accumulated water in the street, splashing a lot.

The feeling in the rain has been raining since last night, and it should be very affectionate. I can think of rain stains, flowers falling, red scattered fragrance disappearing, somewhat sad, but also somewhat sad.

There are countless people who know that they love rain, and the articles about rain are even more eloquent, but I am also a rain lover and have different feelings about rain, so I wrote them. Rain, in the eyes of different people, has different scenery; Just like the scenery in front of us, a thousand people have a thousand kinds of scenery.

Some people like rain, some people hate it, some people sigh, some people are crazy, and they feel different. Rain, like flowers and trees, whether it can become a landscape depends on people's mood.

It is a kind of beauty to meet the rain after a long drought, no matter who looks at it; Who doesn't get upset when it rains and the levee is flooded? However, rain is rain. It won't come because you like it, nor will it go because you hate it. What's more, you can't see the splendor of the rainbow without experiencing wind and rain. Without rainy clouds, there would be no sunny sunshine. It's rainy in the south of the Yangtze River. I was born in the rainy south of the Yangtze River, so I have to say that I am familiar with rain. Supposedly, it should have been blind and indifferent.

But I have a surprise and freshness for the rain. Every rainy day, I always love to wander in the rain, so that the sweet and pure rain is sprinkled on my body and soaked in my skin; The drizzle takes away the dust and haze in my heart and makes my mood clean and bright.

Rain is a gift from heaven, and it is a sweet spring that benefits the world. It makes everything lush and full of vitality. What would the world be like without rain? There are deserts everywhere, sandstorms everywhere, and sandstorms are flying all over the sky; If there are no birds, no animals, not even a trace of green, and life disappears here, how horrible and terrible it would be. The rain in the four seasons is also different due to different seasons and seasonal changes.

Spring rain is the most beautiful and exquisite, like a shy and charming singing of a girl; Spring rain is also the favorite of literati. Famous sentences such as "Good rain knows the season, when spring comes", "Silent drizzle in the sky" and "Spring Rain with apricot blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River" are all praises to the spring rain.

The dripping girl in the rain lane is probably from the spring rain. The most enthusiastic is the summer rain, like the sweat of a strong man, with a hearty pleasure; Very fierce, walking fast, crisp and dry, never slow.

It not only waters the fields and moistens the seedlings, but also brings coolness to people in hot summer. People are well aware of its advantages and disadvantages.

The autumn rain with a hint of coolness has another taste in my heart. It is desolate and bleak, and it is very appropriate to say that it is the sigh of the dissatisfied wife whose youth is gone and no longer there.

"If you want rain, it will rain on the river, and it will be clear in autumn. It's getting cold, the wind is getting stronger, the river is closed in the cold, the afterglow is architecture and things are beautiful.

Only the gushing water of the Yangtze river flows eastward without sound. "In the autumn rain, Liu Yong's mood is so bleak and helpless.

Li Yian also described her loneliness, sadness and sadness in Autumn Love. "Indus raining, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence! " .

In fact, people's joys and sorrows, joys and sorrows, sadness and rain have nothing to do with it? There seems to be little winter rain, and even fewer people like it. But I think it's like a few clear tears shed by a strong man whose wrist is broken and never returns. It is cold, resolute, tragic and heroic.

People can't help but give birth to some respect. The glitz and noise of the world need us to treat it with a normal heart, and so does the rain. Only by getting rid of impetuousness and being more calm can we appreciate its interest and poetry and feel its exquisiteness and beauty.

When I wrote these words, it was still raining, and I couldn't help feeling a little hurt and spring again. Unconsciously, spring deepened and summer came silently. Isn't that how youth gets old, and dreams disappear quietly ... 2. Children giggle in the moonlight, they jump and jump happily, the straw hat jumps and jumps on their heads, and the surrounding Woods and rivers jump and jump.

The moon girl blushed and hid and smiled. The hidden heart must jump behind the clouds. God-given gold, God-given moonlight rain, from the top of the head to the bottom of the foot, from the outside to the inside, from the bones to the soul, are all golden, transparent, as pleasing to the eye as green, as cool as borneol.

The children stole some lotus leaves, and they caught the golden elves together, and the elves rolled happily. Children should put away the moonlight rain, plant it in the ground next spring, let them sprout, blossom and bear the moonlight rain full of trees, and then give these golden fruits to friends and kindergarten teachers ... Listening to the rain under the eaves every rainy season, I think of listening to the rain under the eaves, which has a unique aesthetic feeling. Although it's not like splashing in the whirlpool of a river, or rushing into the beach of the sea, or a secluded lane in a small town, there is still rain in Mao Mao.