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Write ancient poems about rain.

The high-rise buildings in the city are connected to the great wilderness, and the sea and sky are boundless.

The wind is turbulent and the hibiscus water is blowing, and the dense rain is obliquely invading the Lili wall.

The ridge trees cover the eyes of thousands of miles, and the river flows like nine intestines.

Three or four points of green moss on the pond, one or two yellow orioles at the bottom of the leaves.

Seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three points of rain in front of the mountain.

The frost hangs magnolia green, and the rain hits the banana red.

A total of Baiyue tattoo place, still from the sound of the book stuck in a township.

Han Yu's "Ascending Liuzhou City Tower and Sending Zhangting to Seal the Four Prefectures".

Good rain knows the season, when spring happens. Dive into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently. The wild trails are dark, and the river boats are bright. Xiao looks at the red wet place, and the flowers are heavy in the official city. - Don Du Fu, "Joyful Rain on a Spring Night".

Thousands of miles of warblers cry green and red, and the water village mountain Guo wine flag wind. There are 480 temples in the Southern Dynasty, and how many buildings are in the smoke and rain. - Tang Du Fu, "Jiangnan Spring Quatrain".

During the Qingming Festival, it rains a lot, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. Where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy refers to Xinghua Village. - Don Du Mu, "Qingming".

The big strings are noisy like a torrential rain, and the small strings are like whispers. Noisy and staggered, big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate. ——Don Bai Juyi, "Pipa Line and Preface".

Three or four points of green moss on the pond, one or two yellow orioles at the bottom of the leaves.

Seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three points of rain in front of the mountain.

The frost hangs magnolia green, and the rain hits the banana red.

Xiao Xiao Wuye sends the cold sound, and the autumn wind on the river moves the guests.

Knowing that there are children who provoke weaving, the fence falls in the middle of the night, and the lights are bright.

Notes] Xiao Xiao: The wind. Syca: Sycamore tree.

Guest: Traveler's homesickness.

Pick: Pronounced sound, refers to gently digging out crickets from crevices with thin twigs.

Promote weaving: commonly known as crickets, and some areas are called crickets.

Fence: Fence.

Xiao Xiao's autumn wind blows the sycamores, sending a chill, and the poet who travels abroad can't help but miss his hometown. Suddenly, he saw a light under the fence in the distance, and thought it was a child catching crickets. This image made him feel very intimate, and perhaps it reminded him of his hometown and childhood.

Appreciation] This poem writes about the feelings of homesickness, but the author does not write about how to live alone in a lonely house and miss his hometown, but focuses on the small night scene. He couldn't sleep late at night, and through the window, he saw a light in the fence not far away. So he understood that there was a child catching and weaving.

Pick: Pronounced sound, refers to gently digging out crickets from crevices with thin twigs. The word "pick" is used extremely accurately. Qian Zhongshu's "Selected Notes on Song Poems" said:

This kind of scene is what Jiang Kui's "Qi Tianle" sings about crickets: 'Laughing fence and smoking, children of the world.'" If you add Chen Tingzhuo's comment on Jiang Ciyun:

With the joy of ignorant children, it contrasts with the hearts of people, which is the most wonderful" ("Bai Yuzhai Words", volume 2), you can imagine the deep sorrow in the poet's heart at this time.

Yulin Bell The cicada is poignant, the long pavilion is late, and the showers are at the beginning. The capital tent has no clue, and the nostalgia is urged by Lanzhou. Holding hands and looking at each other's teary eyes, they were speechless and choked. Thinking of going, thousands of miles of smoke and waves, the twilight is heavy and the sky is wide.

Amorous parting since ancient times, it can be even more cold to the Qingqiu Festival! Where do you wake up tonight? The willow shore dawns and the waning moon. This past year should be a good day and a good time. Even though there are thousands of styles, who to talk to!

The early cry rested, and the residual lights went out and brightened. I know the night rain through the window, and the banana has a sound first. - Don Bai Juyi, "Night Rain".

The red plate Jiangqiao green wine flag, the pavilion baby palace warm sun slanting. Poor rain rests and the east wind is fixed, and thousands of trees are hanging down. - Don Bai Juyi, "Willow Branches".

In heaven I wish to be a winged bird, and on earth I wish to be a branch.