1. Poems about umbrellas
Poems about umbrellas 1. Poems about umbrellas
Six Umbrellas
Author: Yu Guangzhong
p>The Forgetting Umbrella
The opposite image of the sunflower
The dark sunflower
Witnessing human forgetfulness
Rain Blooming in the rain
Withered in the rain
One by one, they are forgotten
I can’t remember it
Whose door is it?
Life experience is a mystery
Who is it
The master who never looks back
Musical Umbrella
Tailor A small black cloud to resist
Thousands of black clouds overhead
Who invented the umbrella through enlightenment?
Such pure geometric beauty
Connected by straight lines and curves
The two ends of the shallow arc stick out of the eaves
Rain will Dropping from twelve eaves
A series of intermittent flying bells
What you are holding in your hands is exactly
a natural musical instrument
Mrs. Rain’s impromptu fingers
Intermittently tapping and tapping
——When it is heavy, it is more heroic
When it is light, it is more chic
Memory Umbrella
The rainy days are long and the gray clouds are thick
The thirty-six ribs are folded into a memory once
I don’t know what’s behind that door
As long as I can
find the one I had when I was a kid
I can turn April in Sichuan The sky opens
The spring rain drips from the edge of the umbrella
The sound of frogs comes from the paddy fields
The cuckoo comes from the distant mountains
They all carry a chilling dampness
and circle around the umbrella handle
Oh, the rain is so fresh
Family umbrella
The most Unforgettable is Jiangnan
A big thunderstorm when I was a child
Below is the long water town
Above is the flash of lightning
And the sky and the earth A heavy thunder
Who are my shrunken shoulders
One hand holds me to protect me
The other hand holds an oil-paper umbrella
Bear the rain and the wind
So many rivers and lakes and so many seas
I have spent most of my life
I am used to thunder and lightning
It's just a typhoon night
But I miss my mother's lonely grave
What kind of rain and wind sound
It's my turn to send an umbrella
But no oil-paper umbrella
Not to mention the child
Friendship umbrella
In the storm
A friend came to pick him up with an umbrella I
used one hand to support my staggering
and the other hand to hold the firm umbrella handle
like a big shield
to withstand the rampant rain of arrows.
I discovered later
His clothes on the other side of the wind
were almost soaked by the shower
Oh, the so-called confidant
Isn’t it just an umbrella?
——Put it away on sunny days
Only for you when it rains
Suddenly open
Umbrella alliance
If the night It's a green rain
Fortunately, I still have a desk lamp
A delicate little umbrella
Create a soft atmosphere
No matter what it is made of
With a crimson atmosphere or an orange halo
I hope you and I will be the ones with the best umbrella
Accompany me through the wet and cold rain
If the night is drenched with green rain
If death is the miserable black rain
If I stand in the rain
Waiting for you to hold an umbrella to greet you, waiting for you
2. Sentences to describe umbrellas
1. In the vast world, you are only devoted to the one under the umbrella. A moment of tenderness. The color of the lake is thousands of hectares, the water waves are cold, the time is cold for hundreds of generations, but under an umbrella, an eighty-four-bone oil paper umbrella with a purple bamboo handle, there are people gathering with each other, and under the umbrella there is the fragrance of the world. Xin, a thousand years of practice is a blank without memory, but a moment under the umbrella is enough to be passed down for thousands of years.
2. I never like to hold an umbrella, because: the rain cannot cover the eyes, but the umbrella covers the sky.
3. The person holding an umbrella always hopes that there will be someone standing side by side with him under the umbrella.
4. If someone without an umbrella walks next to someone with an umbrella, no matter how close they are, they will not be able to escape the rain and will get even wetter.
It's better to hide far away, even if you don't have an umbrella, the rain will pass and the sky will clear up. Even if you are not close, you can still have your own sunny world.
5. Twenty-five years, a quarter of a century, even if it rains, there are thousands of umbrellas across thousands of mountains.
6. The lonely umbrella holder only has the umbrella in his hand in the rain, but I, the one in the rain, have thousands of raindrops to keep me company even though I am lonely.
7. The girl had an umbrella in her hand, but because it was mine, she didn’t hold it open. I also have an umbrella, but I can't hold it in her hand.
8. Whenever it rains and I hold an umbrella, I will think of you. My eyes are raining for you, but my heart is holding an umbrella for you.
9. Crying while listening to the rain is Umbrella’s fate in life.
10. It’s great to have an umbrella, but it’s crying.
11. Holding an umbrella and falling red like rain, the youth of a lifetime appears.
12. An umbrella and a smile, the wind is warm, and the leaves disappear with the autumn and don’t know the cold.
13. Suddenly a strong wind blew, the willow branches trembled wildly, clouds appeared in the northwest, fog locked in the southeast, and rain fell for a while, destroying the flowers. A young man in blue, his clothes fluttering in the wind, opened an umbrella in the light smoke and heavy rain. What a good umbrella, with a purple bamboo handle and eighty-four ribs. It seems to have been made by the Shu family from Bazi Bridge in Qinghu. Such a good umbrella and such a good person cannot withstand all the ups and downs. Ordinary guests become victims.
14. Even with an umbrella, you can escape a burst of cold rain, but you cannot escape the entire rainy season. Even the thoughts are moist.
15. Time is like rain. We are all people walking in the rain. Find your own umbrella and walk forward until the wind stops raining and it is a beautiful sunny day.
3. Poems describing umbrellas
Chasing coolness in the east of the house (Lu You)
The scorching sun collects fire umbrellas, and the clear dew stores ice.
The sea surges in the fourth month, and the wind grows thousands of hectares of cattails.
Cutting madly and forgetting the old state, the intention is to lose the end of the road.
All the friends I hate are gone, and there is no one to hold my beard.
Tank Song in the Rain (Lu You)
Last night the rain was as heavy as a cart axle, but today the rain is as thin as an ox's hair.
The finer a person’s words are, the more beautiful things will be. God’s efforts for this are not in vain.
The mud penetrates deeply into the city road, and the broken eaves and ruined walls make the wind rustle.
How can it be that the frog is so proud of itself that it can’t help but feel the weeds and weeds sitting there?
He peeled off the bed and offered it to the maidservant, and carried an umbrella to school to take care of his son Cao.
The wine in the village is expensive and cannot be given on credit, and the cloth bag is untied to look for cheating robes.
Bu Suanzi (Liu Kezhuang)
Flowers come from the old nursery, and roots from a foreign land come.
Compared with the Yanguan Fire Umbrella, there is a cool feeling.
Light ancient makeup, elegant and beautiful.
When I want to get up, Fu Weng tastes flowers again, but he overwhelms his mountain fan brother.
Shui Tiao Ge Tou (Li Zengbo)
His son asked about the battle, and the fire umbrella was on the same day.
It's so cool that it's so hot that you can sweat all over it.
On the ancient road of Pu Pu Chang Pavilion, what is it like for people to be in bamboo baskets, being steamed and fried in steamers and cauldrons.
The emperor felt sorry for the common people and ordered him to go to Jiulongyuan.
The fortune will be prosperous, the screen will be driven away, and you will be honest and honest.
A qing of cooking millet made by the divine workmanship fills the gail with refreshing breath.
Wash away the dust of the mountains and rivers, transform it into a cool state, and make all things awaken.
I bow my head to thank God for the gift, and stretch my legs to fall asleep quickly.
Fisherman's Ao (Ouyang Xiu)
There is a breeze on the leaves and dew on the flowers. Leaves and flowers cover the couple. White brocade top and red brocade feathers. Lotus girl is jealous. Jingfei is not allowed to get together for a long time.
The sun is turning red and the sky is twilight. There is light rain on the green parasol. The water has been cold for a long time and there is no place to stay. Must step back. In vain, they flew away in the rain.
Partridge Sky (Qiuai)
Luhai Penghu has its own mountains. The light, wind and moon are not saved.
But it is easy to celebrate the festival with singing and dancing.
The flowers illuminate the night, and the candles bake the dishes. Next year the male will be more fertile.
I accompany the yellow umbrella to pass on the tangerine banquet, but don’t expect to be surrounded by red makeup.
4. Poems describing umbrellas
Six Umbrellas
Author: Yu Guangzhong
Forgotten Umbrella
Sunflower Negative image
The dark sunflower
Witnesses human forgetfulness
Blooms in the rain
Withers in the rain
One by one, they are forgotten
I can’t remember them at all
Outside someone’s door
My life experience is a mystery
< p> Who is it?The master who never looks back
Music umbrella
Cut a small black cloud to resist
Top Thousands of black clouds
Who invented the umbrella through enlightenment?
Such pure geometric beauty
Connected by straight lines and curves
The two ends of the shallow arc stick out of the eaves
Rain will Dropping from twelve eaves
A series of intermittent flying bells
What you are holding in your hands is exactly
a natural musical instrument
Mrs. Rain’s impromptu fingers
Intermittently tapping and tapping
——When it is heavy, it is more heroic
When it is light, it is more chic
Memory Umbrella
The rainy days are long and the gray clouds are thick
The thirty-six ribs are folded into a memory once
I don’t know what’s behind that door
As long as I can
find the one I had when I was a kid
I can turn April in Sichuan The sky opens
The spring rain drips from the edge of the umbrella
The sound of frogs comes from the paddy fields
The cuckoo comes from the distant mountains
They all carry a chilling dampness
and circle around the umbrella handle
Oh, the rain is so fresh
Family umbrella
The most Unforgettable is Jiangnan
A big thunderstorm when I was a child
Below is the long water town
Above is the flash of lightning
And the sky and the earth A heavy thunder
Who are my shrunken shoulders
One hand holds me to protect me
The other hand holds an oil-paper umbrella
Bear the rain and the wind
So many rivers and lakes and so many seas
I have spent most of my life
I am used to thunder and lightning
It's just a typhoon night
But I miss my mother's lonely grave
What kind of rain and wind sound
It's my turn to send an umbrella
But no oil-paper umbrella
Not to mention the child
Friendship umbrella
In the storm
A friend came to pick him up with an umbrella I
used one hand to support my staggering
and the other hand to hold the firm umbrella handle
like a big shield
to withstand the rampant rain of arrows.
I discovered later
His clothes on the other side of the wind
were almost soaked by the shower
Oh, the so-called confidant
Isn’t it just an umbrella?
——Put it away on sunny days
Only for you when it rains
Suddenly open
Umbrella alliance
If the night It's a green rain
Fortunately, I still have a desk lamp
A delicate little umbrella
Create a soft atmosphere
No matter what it is made of
With a crimson atmosphere or an orange halo
I hope you and I will be the ones with the best umbrella
Accompany me through the wet and cold rain
If the night is drenched with green rain
If death is the miserable black rain
If I stand in the rain
Waiting for you to hold an umbrella to greet you, waiting for you
5. Poems describing umbrellas
"The Proud Fisherman·The Leaves Have Breeze and the Flowers Have Dew"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Ouyang Xiu
There is a breeze on the leaves and dew on the flowers. Leaves and flowers cover the couple. White brocade top and red brocade feathers. Lotus girl is jealous. Jingfei is not allowed to get together for a long time. The sun's feet are red and the sky is dusk. There is light rain on the green parasol. The water has been cold for a long time and there is no place to stay. Must step back. In vain, they flew away in the rain.
"Two Stanzas of Miao De"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Cao Xun
Being stable both physically and mentally, I always keep a high eye on this matter.
Traveling all over the mountains and rivers, I just don’t need an umbrella when it rains.
"Wanling Daozhong"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Yang Wanli
The stream is covered with double belts, and the bridge is full of centipedes.
The sound of umbrellas makes the rain fall on the pine paths, and the nest shadows the willow pond and the wind blows.
A dog mistakenly follows a traveler, and a cow mistakenly recognizes a shepherd boy.
The pursuit must be slow, the road is slippery and the road is slippery.
6. What are the poems describing umbrellas?
1. It is strange to open an umbrella even if there is no rain, either to cover your head or to use the wind - Song Dynasty Yang Wanli's "Shuo Passing Anren"
p>2. A slight rain falls on the green umbrella - Song Dynasty Ouyang Xiu's "The Proud Fisherman·The Leaves Have Breeze and the Flowers Have Dew"
3. The lotus leaves are covered with green umbrellas - Song Dynasty Yan Shu "The Proud Fisherman·The Yue Girl Picks the Lotus on the North Bank of the River"
4. The umbrella cover hangs low with gold and jade, and the embroidered clothes are randomly draped in a smoked cage - "Pomegranate Tree (One is a Heather Tree)" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
5. The green parasol reflects the red face - Yan Shu, Song Dynasty, "The Proud Fisherman, the lotus leaf has just opened and is still half a volume"
6. The umbrella is in the wind forest, and the crown is lowered into the clouds - — Lu Guimeng, Tang Dynasty, "Twenty Poems about the Beauty of Taihu Lake - Into the Forest House Cave"
7. An umbrella is not as good as a hat, and nails are better than a hat, and the fragrance is beyond the reach of teeth and teeth - "Mushrooms" by Yang Wanli, Song Dynasty 》
8. Every time when Yanguan opens his fire umbrella, the Qing Dynasty of the Western Mountains is not yet a saint - "Shiling" by Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty
9. The fragrance spreads from far to the west, The brocade umbrella is spread high and the eyes are fresh - Song Dynasty Zeng Ji's "Sichuan Begonia"
10. The son asked about the expedition, and the fire umbrella was on the day - Song Dynasty Li Zengbo's "Shui Diao Ge Tou·Jiyousu Zhang" "Yuanyi gets rain"
11.
The Madonna is carried on a yellow carriage, and the concubine is covered by a red parasol - Wang Yuanliang of the Song Dynasty, "Rui Partridge· A Rainy Day in the Neijia" "Huihui" 12. Zheng'er Yanguan opened his fire umbrella, and came here to sit in the monk's room with a scarf - Ai Shen, Song Dynasty, "Baitu Temple" 13. Pass the tangerine banquet with the yellow umbrella, don't forget to celebrate with red makeup - Qiu Wei, Song Dynasty "Partridge Sky·Lu Haipeng Hu Has Its Own Mountain"
14. With a good mind, even if the official is stationed under the umbrella, spring will always be harmonious - Song Dynasty Jiang Jie's "Great Sage Music·Tao Cheng's Birthday" 》
15. Rainbow flags arrayed on the battlement, fire umbrellas guarding the spirit officials - Song Dynasty Qin Guan's "Guan Baolin Pagoda with Lanterns by Hu Yuanyun"
References
< p> Famous lines from poetry: /chaxun/all/%E4%BC%9E7. Poems about umbrellas
"Rain Alley" Dai Wangshu
Hold on Oil-paper umbrella, alone
Wandering in the long, long
and lonely rain alley,
I hope to meet
like a lilac
A girl with sorrow and resentment.
She has
the same color as lilac,
the same fragrance as lilac,
the same sadness as lilac,
Feeling sad in the rain,
Sad and hesitant;
She was wandering in this lonely rainy alley,
Holding an oil-paper umbrella
< p> Like me,Like me
Walking silently
Indifferent, desolate, and melancholy.
She approached silently,
approached, and cast a
breath-like look
She drifted by
Like a dream,
Like a dream, sad and confused.
Floating like in a dream
In the field of a lilac,
This girl floated by my side;
She moved away silently , far away,
arrived at the dilapidated fence,
walked through the rainy alley.
In the lamentation of the rain,
her color faded,
her fragrance dispersed,
disappeared, Even her eyes were as melancholy as lilacs.
Holding an oil-paper umbrella, alone
Wandering in the long, long
and lonely rain alley,
I hope to drift< /p>
A lilac-like girl
A girl with sorrow and resentment.
Umbrella, no matter it’s rainy or sunny, we can’t live without you; on rainy days, you protect us from the wind and rain, and on sunny days, you bring us a “shady place”.
If the night is drenched with green rain, luckily I still have a desk lamp and a delicate little umbrella, which can create a soft atmosphere. No matter what it is made of, use the scarlet atmosphere Or orange halo, I hope you can be my parasol and accompany me through the wet and cold rain!