Jingzhou has changed for many years, suddenly listening to the spring rain and remembering Jiangnan.
Living in a small building and listening to the falling spring rain, you will hear the sound of selling apricots in the depths of the alley early in the morning. -"Lin 'an Spring Rain"
The wind and rain darkened the sky and the cock crowed outside the window. Book of Songs, Zheng Feng, Wind and Rain.
The paste of the earth is constantly urged by the rain, and all flowers bloom. -(one of Song Fan Chengda's Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous Fun)
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.
Rain hates clouds, and Jiangnan is still called a beauty. -Yu Wang's "Little Red Lips"
I used to think that the autumn window was boundless, so it was not as bleak as the wind and rain.
The drunkenness between heaven and man attracts mysterious wine and pours incense into the flower root soil.
Haitang blushed without hesitation and drizzled independently. -"Cold Spring"
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night. Autumn Night in the Deep Mountain Wei
In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year. -Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon"