Sitting by the window, listening to the sound of spring rain, the outside world is gray, "Kong Yu, Shan Ye." This reminds me of Su Dongpo's poems. The rain is strange, too. The spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River is always like this. Day after day, rain goes and rain comes, lingering and strange!
Wang Anshi wrote a poem about the spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River in the Northern Song Dynasty, which is very appropriate at this time.
Wang Anshi was once in power, and many people know that he is just an outstanding politician. In fact, his poems are just as good. Jiang Nanyu Beating Trees expresses inner feelings through the scenery of spring rain, which makes it easy for people to sing.
It is good to listen to the rain at home at ordinary times, but it is not good to be a traveler. My clothes are all wet, and so are my shoes. I am really helpless and angry. ...
Liu Changqing, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, once wrote a poem, in which the spring breeze and spring rain, the setting sun and lush vegetation are touching.
A farewell poem, under the background of spring breeze and spring rain, becomes more and more desolate and helpless. When friends say goodbye, facing the gray sky, drizzle bursts, sailing alone, sighing: there is no confidant in front of the road, and Wan Li is affectionate.
The whole poem is full of feelings and scenes, which is the poet's consistent writing style. It is quite emotional to read. Today's writing is somehow too simple and straightforward, and the words used are not as subtle and profound as those used in ancient poems.
The following poem was written by a poet at the end of Northern Song Dynasty and the beginning of Southern Song Dynasty. I find it more interesting. I recommend it.
Writing spring rain is also a good word, so is poetry. There is hate in the word, full of melancholy and helplessness. Personally, I think this word is better. Add one more sound and one more, so that the use of overlapping words will set off people's emotions to the fullest.
Looking at the rain in front of the court, many people may not be in the mood. Modern society, fast-paced life, most people are rushing for a living, young and old, how can they see the scenery!
Nice to meet such a group of people. We listen to the wind and enjoy the rain, recite poems and look at pictures, so carefree, isn't it soon?