Poetry of the rainy season

Poetry about the plum rain season "A Visit" by Zhao Shixiu

During the yellow plum season, it rains every house, and there are frogs everywhere in the grassy ponds.

I had an appointment and couldn’t come over until midnight, so I knocked on the chess pieces and let the lanterns fall.

"Sanqu Daozhong" Zeng Shu

The plum blossoms are yellow, the sun is sunny, the creek is flooded, but the mountains are gone.

The green shade continues as time passes, adding four or five oriole calls.

"Summer" Dai Xiuxiu

The water in the duck pond is shallow and deep, and the weather is half cloudy and sunny for ripe plums.

The east garden is full of wine, the west garden is drunk, and all the loquats are picked.

The above three poems reflect the phenomenon of cloudy and bright weather during the Huangmeiyu season.

At the same time, the distribution and time of plum rain in my country are also reflected in ancient poems. The Meiyu period appears sooner or later in different parts of our country. According to statistics, in normal years, the season in Fujian and Zhejiang is roughly from mid-May to mid-June, that is, in late spring and early summer.

"Plum Rain" by Liu Zongyuan of the Tang Dynasty

The ripe plum blossoms welcome the rain, and the vast sky is the beginning of spring.

Autumn is deep and Chu ape is deep, and dreams are broken and it is morning.

The sea fog reaches the South Pole, and the river clouds darken the north.

The plain clothes are now gone, not the dust of the imperial capital.

Liu Zongyuan was in Liuzhou, Guangxi when he wrote this poem, Xiaochun is the third month of the lunar calendar.

"Plum Rain" by Du Fu

On Xipu Road in Nanjing, yellow plums ripen in April.

When Zhan Zhan goes to the Yangtze River, the drizzle comes.

The thatch is sparse and easy to get wet, but the clouds are dense and difficult to open.

The dragon is happy on the sun, and the vortex is far away from the shore.

Du Fu was in Chengdu, Sichuan at the time. The Nanjing mentioned in the poem does not refer to Nanjing, Jiangsu, but to Chengdu. The plum rain season in Chengdu falls in the fourth month of the lunar calendar.

Regarding the different timing of plum rain in these two poems, "Gengxi Poetry Talk" points out: In May in the south of the Yangtze River, when the plum blossoms ripen, it rains heavily, which is called yellow plum rain. However, Shaoling's poem says: "On Xipu Road in Nanjing, yellow plums ripen in April." 'This is the plum rain season in Sichuan, which falls in April. When I read Liu Zihou's poem, he said: "The plum blossoms are ripe to welcome the rain, and the vast sky is the beginning of spring." This poem by Zi Hou in Cen Wai means that in southern Guangdong, the plum rain is in spring again. Depending on the time, morning and night are different.

"Plum Rain" by Lu You

When the plum blossoms are ripe, it rains, and when the neem flowers bloom, they are blocked.

The remaining rue is gathered among the book beetles, and the wheat tillers are pounded to continue the family meal.

When Lu You was in his hometown, rue flowers bloomed in summer, so the plum rain in Jiangsu and Zhejiang was in early summer.

Su Shi's poem "Bo Feng" in the Song Dynasty not only describes the plum rain, but also links the phenological seasonal phenomena of the plum rain with the monsoon. There is also a quotation before the poem:

The plum rain in Wuzhong has passed, and there is a rustling breeze. It is like this every year. Lake people call it the ship wind. It is the first time the sea ship returns. It is said that this wind comes from the sea and follows the ship. To the cloud.

The yellow plum rain has stopped in the thirties, and the first wave of wind comes from thousands of miles away.

A few places lingering on the mountain tunes, and the whole river east of the Yangtze River was clear for a while.

The first autumn leaves are floating in the air, waking up the sleepy old man.

I want to compose the poem "Lantai Kuaizai", but I feel uncomfortable asking the male and female separately.

When Su Shi wrote this poem, he was in the Huzhou area of ​​Zhejiang Province. Thirteen days are fifteen days after the Summer Solstice, that is, the plum rain in Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas ends in the fifth lunar month. From the above poems about plum rain, we know that the plum rain in my country occurs in March, April and May of the lunar calendar at the turn of spring and summer, and gradually advances from south to north to the Yangtze River Basin.

The yellow plum rain has stopped in the thirties, and the first wind from thousands of miles away means that the yellow plum rain ends after the summer solstice every year, and then turns to the summer monsoon (that is, the southeast wind), which is also the northern wind. Why is it called Bo}feng? Bo is a ship, and} means coming from afar. Because the wind comes from the sea at the same time as the ship, it is called ship wind.

Ancient Chinese books have long recorded the passage of the southeast monsoon. For example, Ying Shao's "Customs" of the Han Dynasty said: There is a plum rain in May, and the Jianghuai River is regarded as a trade wind. Zhu Guozhen's "Yongzhuan Essay" also said: In May and June in Wuzhong, after the plum rain has passed, there will be strong winds for several days. Scholars call it "bo} wind." When the ship encounters this wind, it travels thousands of miles in a day. Although it is strong, it does no harm.

What is the monsoon? As we all know, northwest winds often blow in winter, and southerly winds gradually prevail in summer. Moreover, the northwest wind blows from the continent to the ocean in winter, and the southeast wind blows from the ocean into the continent in summer. These two winds in different directions always change with each other according to the seasons. We call them monsoons.

In ancient times, people not only understood the southeast monsoon, but also used the characteristics of the monsoon to master the rules of shipping. Wang Shipeng, the prefect of Quanzhou in the Song Dynasty, had a poem that said: The north wind sails and the south wind returns. That is to say, the ships sailing overseas always sail with the north wind and return with the south wind.

Ancient poets connected the phenological seasonal phenomenon of Huang Meiyu with the summer monsoon, and raised the relationship between Meiyu and summer monsoon, which is in line with scientific principles.

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Song Zhao Shixiu’s poem about the plum rain season

During the yellow plum season, it rains on every house, and frogs are everywhere in the grassy pond.

I had an appointment and stayed up late at night, so I could knock the chess pieces and let the lanterns fall.

There is also the famous He Zhu: Yichuan tobacco, the city is full of wind, plums and yellow rain, but they are just words.

Thousands of miles in Qingcao Lake,

Walking alone in the yellow plum rain.

I am worried about seeing the night mooring on the beach,

The wind turns the dark waves and the sound of the boat.

Partridge Sky Yan Jidao

The remaining catkins are flying on the road,

The cuckoo is singing in the azalea.

At the end of the year, I don’t go home.

I hate the moon and worry about who the smoke is.

The plum rain is thin and the morning breeze is gentle.

People leaning against the building want to wet their clothes.

The flowers in my hometown have faded three times,

The beauty has not returned from the end of the world.

Cranes soaring into the sky Zhou Bangyan

The plum rain is coming, the summer wind is gentle, and there are many cicadas in the tall willows.

The small garden terrace is far away from the waves of the pond, and the fish are playing with the new lotus.

Gauze kitchen, light feather fan, pillows and mats to cool the deep courtyard.

At this time, the mood is at this time, nothing happens to the little fairy.

Set the storm by Xin Qiji

The weeds and idle flowers are no longer spring, but the cuckoos are old knowledge.

It’s better to go back and live in vain. The rainy season and the pomegranate flowers are leaving the soul again.

The ministers in the front hall and the ladies in the palace are wearing ocher robes and thousands of red scarves.

Don’t ask about the rise and fall of today’s masters. Listen, the hairiness before the flowers is already embarrassing.

The peach blossoms were left out in the cold, Ming Anonymous

The peach blossoms were left out in the wind, and the remaining flowers fell across the small bridge.

A pair of goldfish are playing in the water under the bridge, and a bird is grooming its new feathers by the waterside.

The sweater is not wet in the yellow plum rain, and the raindrops on the river are particularly delicate.

The charming figure is often accompanied by the weeping willows, with purple swallows flying high outside the willows.

A beautiful lady in a high pavilion plays a jade flute, with a silk ribbon hanging on the edge of the flute.

Exquisite tapestry and fragrant Buddha's hand, with a fan in hand to watch the river tide.

The sails are steady on both sides of the tide, and you sit firmly in the boat and rock slowly.

Swinging into the Xihe River, it is getting late, and the night window is lonely and boring.

Chatting and pushing open the screen window to watch the cold, falling clouds are knocked by the water.

Knocking on the door and asking for directions to the rooftop. There is a broken bridge passing by, and peach trees are planted beside the bridge.

Song of Jianglou by Li He

The flowing water in front of the building is Jiangling Road, the carp is blown by the wind and the hibiscus grows old.

Xiaochai urged her temples to whisper to the south wind, and it was a day's work to draw the sail and return.

The plum rain falls at Pukou, and the wine flag on the pole is replaced by green ramie.

Xiao *** The white clouds are different, and the yellow and pink oil shirt is sent to the master.

The sound of wine in Xinchao is bitter and weak, and the area of ​​South Lake is white with water chestnuts.

There was a thousand miles of sorrow before her eyes, and Xiaoyu opened her eyes to see the beauty of the mountains.

Emotions Bai Juyi

Showing clothes and playing in the atrium, suddenly saw the shoes from his hometown.

Who gave it to me in the past? It is adjacent to Chanjuanzi in the east.

Because of the idiom of giving time, it is specially used to express the end and the beginning.

I will always be like walking on the Qi, walking twice and stopping twice.

Since I was relegated to Jiangjun, I have wandered three thousand miles.

I am here to express my gratitude to my dear friends.

I feel melancholy now and look at it over and over again.

People are just like two people, how can they be similar?

But it is a pity that the brocade outside is embroidered inside.

When the plum rain comes, the color is dark and the flowers and grass die.

When I got to the official position, I wrote a letter about Tongzhou, but I felt sad because of it.

Bai Juyi wrote a letter detailing Tongzhou, which is located on the bank of Shangen Gorge.

Thousands of fire clouds merged on all sides, and a miasmatic river flowed in the center.

Insects and snakes block the official road during the day, and mosquitoes swarm the county building at dusk.

What crime is there in sending you to live here? The sky is high and there is no way to ask why.

\There are more than 10,000 people in the Zading Mountain, so people should be living in a steamer.

In the year of Yin, there are many tigers under the fence, and on the day of Hai, fish start to be sold in Shatou.

I tried my best to pass the three exams with peace of mind, but I was already worried about killing Li Shangshu.

[Li Shi Shangshu was first demoted to this state and died there. ]

In sparsely populated areas, there are few doctors and witches, and there are many malaria caused by drought in summer and rain in autumn.

When you grow old, you need to take care of your whole body. How about taking care of your four limbs?

The dwarf is full of laughter at Dongfang Shuo, and the coix is ​​worried about Ma Fubo.

Don’t let your sorrow turn into illness and sing Zhuoying song every now and then.

Tongzhou is in panic, and there are many officials in the Sima world.

A wounded bird will be frightened by its strings, and a crouching dragon without water will be in trouble.

Who digs deep in the prison where the sword is buried? It looks so cold in the pine trees and frost.

If you look up and see what you can do, you won’t feel melancholy. Chang’an is full of high-powered cars and big horses.

Seeing Off Guests in Hunan by Bai Juyi

Every year we see more and more things from the South, and everything hurts the feelings of visitors from the North.

The mountain ghost jumped only enough, and the gorge ape complained three times.

Sailing sails into the green grass lake, walking in the wet yellow plum rain.

It is difficult to send Pisces after we say goodbye, and the tide has not been coming to Huancheng recently.

Wind and rain on the north bank of Jiujiang Bai Juyi

Huangmei rain falls on the edge of Huangmei County, and there are baldheads in the bald waves.

Jiujiang is so vast that no shore can be seen, and there are strong winds at the end of May.

There should be infinite hidden paths in the world, so why should we throw ourselves into them? ...>>

A poem describing the plum rain season by Zhao Shixiu of the Song Dynasty

During the yellow plum season, it rains everywhere, and frogs are everywhere in the grassy ponds.

I have an appointment and I can’t come in the middle of the night. , knocking the chess pieces and letting the lanterns fall.

There is also the famous He Zhu: Yichuan tobacco, the wind in the city, plums and yellow rain, but they are just words.

Bai Juyi on Langtaosha

Thousands of miles in Green Grass Lake,

One person walks in the yellow plum rain.

I am worried about seeing the night mooring on the beach,

The wind turns the dark waves and the sound of the boat.

Partridge Sky Yan Jidao

The remaining catkins are flying on the road,

The cuckoo is singing in the azalea.

At the end of the year, I don’t go home.

I hate the moon and worry about who the smoke is.

The plum rain is thin and the morning breeze is gentle.

People leaning against the building want to wet their clothes.

The flowers in my hometown have faded three times,

The beauty has not returned from the end of the world.

Sentences describing the rainy season. These days, the weather is changeable, sometimes sunny and sometimes cloudy, like a monkey's face that changes at a moment's notice. No, it was a scorching sun just now, and soon it turned into heavy rain. When it rained, there was still the sun in the sky. Why is there such weather? It turns out that it’s the rainy season now. The plum rain season refers to the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River. It usually blooms from mid-June to late July every year when the plums are ripe.

In these days, the weather is changeable, sometimes sunny and sometimes cloudy, like a monkey's face. Just change. No, it was a scorching sun just now, and soon it turned into heavy rain. When it rained, there was still the sun in the sky. Why is there such weather? It turns out that it’s the rainy season now. The plum rain season refers to the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River. It usually has continuous rainy weather from mid-June to late July every year when the plums are ripe.

During the rainy days, the weather is hot and humid, and food can easily become rancid and moldy. Eating these foods can cause gastrointestinal diseases and even poisoning.

The annoying plum rain is intermittent, with heavy and sometimes small rains. It rained continuously from June 25th to July 1st for seven days and seven nights. It was really annoying.

The plums have turned yellow, the raindrops have fallen, and the annoying rainy season has come again. My life is also dotted with green mildew spots, and annoying things are just like the raindrops. I didn't do well in exams, my parents interfered with my friendships, I had disputes with classmates, and the rift with my parents deepened. In short, I had all the troubles that a middle school student should have. In fact, many problems are minor. The most serious one is: you have to be with two people every day who are full of suspicion about everything you say and do, and they are actually your closest relatives! I thought I was going crazy. It seemed like I was back in the hottest days a few days ago. The air pressure was so low and the air was so hot. It was like a steamer that made people breathless. It was just depressing and dull. There seems to be a lingering layer of sticky sweat on my body that makes me uncomfortable.

A poem describing the plum rain season "A Guest/Appointment"

Author: Zhao Shixiu (Song Dynasty)

During the yellow plum season, it rains every house, and frogs are everywhere in the grassy ponds.

I didn’t come over at midnight because I had an appointment, so I knocked on the chess pieces and let the lanterns fall.

"Visiting Zhang Garden in Early Summer"

Author: Dai Min (Song Dynasty)

The water in the duck pond is shallow and deep, and the weather is semi-clear and overcast during the ripe plum season.

The east garden is full of wine, the west garden is drunk, and all the loquats are picked.

"Xi Qing"

Author: Fan Chengda (Southern and Northern Dynasties)

The plum blossoms are ripe and fallen between the windows, and the bamboo shoots are growing under the wall.

It rains continuously and I don’t know the end of spring, but when it clears up, I feel the depth of summer.

How to write a poem about the plum rain season. Lingbo can't reach Hengtang Road, but he sees Fangchen go. Who will spend the golden years? Yueqiao Garden, with its slender windows and red doors, is the only place where spring is known.

The flying clouds are rising slowly into the twilight sky, and the colorful pen is filled with new heart-breaking sentences.

How much leisure time do you have? A Sichuan tobacco, the city is full of wind, the plums are yellow in the rain

Beautiful poems about the plum rain season He Zhu? Hengtang Road? Lingbo can't reach Hengtang Road

Zhao Shixiu? An appointment

Zeng Ji? In the middle of Sanqu Daozhong

Du Fu? Meiyu

Liu Zongyuan? Meiyu

Lu You? The beginning of Meiyu and Yang Wujiu? Sparse and yellow spots Plum Rain

Sentences to describe the plum rain season. During the Song Dynasty, Zhao Shixiu said that every house rained during the yellow plum season, and there were frogs everywhere in the grassy ponds. I had an appointment and couldn’t come over until midnight, so I could play chess pieces and let the lanterns fall. There is also the famous He Zhu’s: Yichuan Tobacco, the city is full of wind and catkins, plums are yellow and rainy, they are just words. The waves are on the sand, Bai Juyi is thousands of miles away from the green grass lake, and one person walks in the yellow plum rain. I am worried about seeing the night mooring on the beach, the sound of the wind turning the dark waves and the boats.