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The verses that write about the sound of spring are:

1.The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and the flowers fall to know how much.

2.Dive into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently.

3.The moonrise frightens the mountain birds, and the spring stream sings.

4.The scenery of the city is chaotic, and the smoke and waves under the city are hitting the shore in spring.

5.Listen carefully to Chunshan Du Yu's cry, a voice is a send-off poem.

6.Spring is in the depths of the flowers, and the birds are singing.

7.Yanyan flew in and asked where the spring was, only the pond was green.

8.The warbler dances and swallows, and the small bridge is red.

9.The east wind is drizzling, and there is light thunder outside the Furong pond.

10.The spring breeze congratulates without words, and the flowers and branches are full of apricot orchards.

Chunxiao (Meng Haoran).

I don't know when I sleep in spring, and I smell birds everywhere.

The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and the flowers fall to know how much.

Tonight, I know that the spring is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green curtain.

Don Liu Fangping, "Night Moon".

The scenery of the city is chaotic, and the smoke and waves under the city are hitting the shore in spring.

Song Qian Wei played "Magnolia".

Spring is in the depths of the flowers, and the birds are singing.

Song Chen Liang "Southern Songzi".

The warbler dances and swallows, and the small bridge is red.

Yuan Bai Pu "Tianjing Sand Spring".

An ancient poem describing spring.

Yongliu (He Zhizhang).

The jasper is made into a tree high, and ten thousand green silk ribbons hang down.

I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

An ancient poem describing spring.

Spring night rain (Du Fu).

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.

1.The light rain keeps dripping, refreshing the whole world;

2.The sound of rain is dripping, like the cuckoo singing, like singing, like crying. 3.The heavy rain is pouring down, like a thousand troops and horses charging, which is even more frightening;

4.The sound of the rain is as dense as a drum, and the raindrops are as big as beads.

Spring Rain is starting to go crazy, boom, huhula, I'm going to knock down your room, "Hahaha" Chunyu is so happy.

The sun washed in the spring rain is bright and bright, and the children are sleeping, ahhhh

If you want to use onomatopoeia, you can use adjectives such as "rustle", "sizzle", "dada", etc.

Beautiful sentences can be used:

The rain is soft, the lightest thing in the world, and it can't knock on the heavy concrete building. And the tiled house is different, the raindrops on it, tinkling, immediately make a pleasant sound.

The rain slows down, the sound is weak, gently into your heart, like the breeze in the warm spring season, the tiles seem to be specially set for the rain, they play dutifully, listening to the rain people will be filled with endless affection.

The delicate and soft spring rain moistens people's hearts, and the whispers whisper its joy in the ears.

1. When it is in the middle of spring, the sun and the square rise Yang He: the heating of spring "Historical Records of Qin Shi Huang Benji".

2. Good rain knows the season, when spring happens. Sneaking into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently "Happy Rain on a Spring Night" Du Fu.

3. Jasper is made into a tree high, and ten thousand green silk threads hang down. I don't know who cut it out, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors. Tang He Zhizhang "Yongliu".

4, Fangshu no one flowers fall, and birds cry in the air all the way to Chunshan Tang Li Hua's "Spring Improvisation".

5. The thatched eaves are long and clean without moss, and the flowers and trees are planted by hand. A water to protect the field will be green, and the two mountains will send the green. Yang Wanli's "Little Pond".

6. The water is shining and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy. If you want to compare West Lake to Xizi, it is always appropriate to wear heavy makeup. Su Shi "June 27th Wanghulou Drunken Book".

1. When it is in the middle of spring, the sun and the square rise Yang He: the heating of spring "Historical Records of Qin Shi Huang Benji".

Interpretation: When it comes to mid-spring, the warm breath of spring comes.

2. Good rain knows the season, when spring happens. Sneaking into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently "Happy Rain on a Spring Night" Du Fu.

Interpretation: Good rain seems to pick the hour and fall in the spring when all things sprout. With the Japanese wind, it crept into the night.

Fine and dense, it moistens all things on the earth. Thick dark clouds shrouded the field paths; Light up the lights and flicker the fishing boats on the river. Look at the dewy flowers tomorrow morning, and the city of Chengdu will be full of flowers.

3. Jasper is made into a tree high, and ten thousand green silk threads hang down. I don't know who cut it out, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors. Tang He Zhizhang "Yongliu".

Interpretation: The tall willow tree is covered with emerald green new leaves, and the gentle willow branches hang down, like ten thousand gently fluttering green ribbons.

Who cut these thin young leaves by skillful hands? It turned out to be the warm spring breeze in February, which was like a pair of dexterous scissors.

4, Fangshu no one flowers fall, and birds cry in the air all the way to Chunshan Tang Li Hua's "Spring Improvisation".

Interpretation: In the spring mountain, the trees are lush and fragrant, but there is no one, the flowers bloom and fall, and the birds cry in the air along the way. When the author passed through Yiyang in spring, because he felt the things in front of him, he improvised to express the sorrow of the country breaking mountains and rivers, flowers and birds.

[Ancient poems].

Two yellow orioles are singing green willows, and a line of egrets is in the sky.

The spring tide brings rain and comes in a hurry, and the wild ferry is unmanned and self-controlled.

The spring breeze and the south bank of the Green River, when will the bright moon shine on me.

Three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, the prophet of the plumbing duck in the spring river.

I don't know when I sleep in spring, and I smell birds everywhere.

Good rain knows the season, when spring happens.

The jasper is made into a tree high, and ten thousand green silk ribbons hang down.

In the late days, the rivers and mountains are beautiful, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and plants.

Modern poetry] Forget spring.

A deserted courtyard on a spring night.

The gentle wind sings in the dream.

Listen, the footsteps of someone going to the end of the world.

Someone has returned to his hometown.

If I had a piece of moonlight on my pillow.

I won't be able to sleep tonight.

It's just that there is still her shadow in the heart.

Dancing with my lonely eyes.

Look up at the blue sky every time.

The clouds drift to the place where the sun sets.

Every time you embrace the dark night.

The stars are twinkling at the farthest distance.

Want to shed a few tears under the lamp.

I am afraid that tears will reflect yesterday's heartbreak.

Leave the warm, soft bed.

But I don't know who spring is waiting for.

You're right under the bright window.

Thinking about the love of spring.

Thinking about autumn frost.

Think of all the sweet floral scents.

I'm on my way to wake up.

Crying secretly. Laugh quietly.

Slowly forget your heart.

Forgotten to spring.

Forgotten candlelight for thoughts.

Or lonely hope.

The lonely grass stream grows on the side, and there are yellow orioles singing deep trees.

Tonight, I know that the spring is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green curtain.

(1) It's been a long time, Hai'er, what are you doing?

The sun shines on the ground through the window lattice, and it is spring that has arrived, and the spring that I love has arrived. Hai'er, you said you love spring, then let's go to spring together. I love the colors of spring, red, yellow, purple, colorful, beautiful, but I prefer green, which is the color of life, the color of hope.

You say you like the sound of spring. The sound of spring? Yes, the sound of spring.

Look at the fish in the river, they are chasing and jumping, how happy, how happy, spring is the season of their love, you listen to the spring playing the "Wedding March" for them. And the birds, how cheerful and beautiful they chirped. Yes, birds are occasionally heard chirping in winter, but there is a lot of desolation and melancholy in that call, which makes people feel terrified when they hear it.

Now when you listen to the birdsong, it is clear that you are singing "Spring Song" with the melody of spring, which sweeps away the cold mood of winter and makes people suddenly cheerful and bright. There is also the pastoral scenery, the bright yellow rape flowers, the green wheat seedlings, or Shu or roll, or up or down, how like lovers are stepping on the moving melody of "Blue Danube", dancing a beautiful waltz, oh, it is really intoxicating. Yes, Hai'er, after listening to your words, I went to the countryside to experience it once, I heard it, I heard the sound of spring, it was so beautiful, it was so good, especially the unknown bird chirping from the field, it was really refreshing and lovely.

It's spring again, Hai'er, are you looking for the sound of spring again?

"Enjoying the Spring".

It's a sunny day in March, and it's a little cool.

When the swallow flies, the wind spins and does not give a direction.

The paper kite soars, hiding the desire to bathe in the blue sky before the line breaks.

The green water is rippling, wanting to restore the natural appearance of the past.

The grass was green and green, too far-fetched.

The early spring is as unstoppable as a girl, opening up the spring light of the south of the Yangtze River.

The willows dance lightly, what a chic leader.

Wanfang Turui, who can beat the fragrance of magnolia.

Lonely and lonely, Little Stone only wants to listen to the sound of flowing water under the broken bridge.

The vision set sail, and Huang Li bravely stood on the branches and wanted not to sing lightly.

Zigui's bloody sorrow shocked the audience.

Discussions, friends cherish time, please don't do this.

Boating on the lake, anglers sit back and wait for the fish to be fooled.

The scenery in the painting, the sketcher tried to collect the beautiful scenery of the south of the Yangtze River.

Walking in a hurry, missing the time is used to enjoying it in the picture in the future.

There are two people, and the promenade on the dam is lonely and long.

In the spring season, the heart that was throbbing at the beginning has long since subsided with madness.

Don't come unharmed, under the beautiful scenery, I think of the beauty that I appreciated and appreciated.

1.Green hats, green clothes, slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return - Zhang Zhihe "Fishing Song".

2.The clothes want to wet the apricot blossom rain, and the wind blows the willow wind. - Zhinan monk "Quatrain".

3.Weicheng is light and dusty towards the rain, and the guest house is green and willow-colored. ——Wang Wei, "Sending Yuan Er Envoy Anxi".

4.There are 480 temples in the Southern Dynasty, and how many buildings are in the smoke and rain. - Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring Quatrain".

5.Lying down at night and listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse glacier fell into a dream. - Lu You's "November 4th Wind and Rain".

6.Good rain knows the season, when spring happens. - Du Fu's "Spring Night Rain".

7.The light rain in the sky street is as moist as a crisp, and the grass color is close but there is none. ——Tang Hanyu, "Early Spring Chengshui Department Zhang Eighteen Members".

8.Seven or eight stars outside the sky, two or three points of rain in front of the mountain - Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon".

9.The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and the flowers fall to know how much. - Meng Haoran, "Spring Dawn".

10.During the Qingming Festival, it rains a lot, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. - Du Mu, "Qingming".

11.The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy. - Su Shi, "Drinking the Lake After the Rain".

12.The spring tide brings rain and comes in a hurry, and the wild ferry is unmanned and self-controlled. ——Wei Yingwu, "Chuzhou West Stream".

Good rain knows the season, when spring happens. Dive into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently.

Dive into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently.

Answer: The sound of spring rain can be described as "dripping".

Misty and dripping: Generally refers to the sound onomatopoeia of light rain falling, describing the slight sound of wind and rain, falling leaves, etc. The overlapping words of Xili (mostly to describe spring rain or autumn rain).

Ancient poems describing spring rains:

1."Spring Night Rain".

Don Du Fu. 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.

2."Quatrain".

Song Zhinan. The ancient wood is tied with a short canopy in the shade, and the cane helps me across the east of the bridge.

The clothes want to wet the apricot blossom rain, and the wind blows the willow wind.

3."Qingming".

Don Dumu. 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.

4."Chuzhou West".

Don Wei Yingwu.

The lonely grass stream grows on the side, and there are yellow orioles singing deep trees.

The spring tide brings rain and comes in a hurry, and the wild ferry is unmanned and self-controlled.

5."Fisherman's Song: Flying Egret in front of the Cisse Mountain".

Don Chang Chi Ho.

The egret flies in front of the Xisai Mountain, and the peach blossoms flow and the mandarin fish is fat.

Green hats, green clothes, slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return.

6."Ten Poems of Ability, Choose Two".

Ching Sumanshu.

Usher Lingbo muscles are like snow, and he personally holds the red leaf inscription poem.

returned a bowl of ruthless tears, hating to meet when it was not shaved.

Spring rain Loutou shakuhachi, when to return to see the tide of Zhejiang?

No one knows how many bridges have you crossed the cherry blossoms?

7."Tian Jia".

Song Ouyang Xiu.

The green mulberry is high and reflects the Pingchuan, and the god of the race is laughing and noisy.

Outside the forest, the spring rain rests, and the apricot blossoms are abundant at the beginning of the house.

This is an ancient poem praised by my Chinese teacher when I was a child, and it is also the only ancient poem I sent that was not created by myself.

The spring rain is as expensive as oil, and it rains all over the streets.

Cause me to stumble and laugh at a herd of cows.

Forget it, let's write my own ancient poem "Spring Rain" to play:

The snow melts and the ice melts away, and the spring breeze brings rain to early spring.

To nourish all things is to awaken, to break the ground and sprout a hundred flowers to smile.

Du Fu's spring night is rainy, and Du Mu's Qingming are all together, you can continue to ask questions if you have questions.

"Spring Night Rain".

Don Du Fu. 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.