Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. -Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night.
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"
There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future. -Tang Hanyu's "Eighteen Members of Zhang Shui Department in Early Spring"
The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing. -Wei is in Xixi Chuzhou.
The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold. -Jueju, a monk in southern Song Dynasty.
Mei Huang Shi, every family was flooded by rain, and the pond was covered with green grass and frogs. -"The Guest" by Song Zhao Shi Xiu
An old man in the bank, wearing a green bamboo hat raincoat and a green raincoat, braved the wind and rain and fished leisurely. He was fascinated by the beautiful spring scenery and didn't even go home in the rain. -Zhang "Fishing Songs"
The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold. -"Jueju" by Monk Zhinan
Weicheng is also lighter than rain and dust, and the guest house is green and willow. -Wang Wei's "Send Yuan II An Xi"
More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain. -Du Mu's "Jiang Nanchun Jueju"
The night will be over, I lie in bed listening to the sound of wind and rain, in a daze in my dream, riding an armored horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield. -Lu You's November 4th Storm.
Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. -Du Mu's Tomb-Sweeping Day
The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. -Su Shi's "Lake Drinking Rain after the Qing Dynasty"
The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs. -Wen Tianxiang's "Crossing a Lonely Ocean".
Rain hates clouds, and Jiangnan is still called a beauty. -Wang Yucheng's Little Red Lip
Pink butterflies are dancing on the threshold, and curtains are rolled up later in the day to drain the rain. -Mao Xizhen's "Qing Ping Le"