Poems with wind, snow, frost, thunder, clouds, fog and rain

Wind: The wind and rain come at night, and you know how many flowers have fallen. Wildfires never burn out, but spring breezes blow them again.

Yun: Only in this mountain, I don’t know where the clouds are. The White Emperor's farewell speech is among the colorful clouds. A thousand miles of rivers and mountains are returned in one day.

Thunder: The thunder turns over the swallows, and the sudden rain drops the fish in the river. In April, when the old sun is gone, the stinging thunder will sound.

Electricity: The shape is forced to express the fried silk, and the color is falling and the wind is urging the electricity. The stirrup is green and lightning flashes, the sword is green and two dragons are long.

Rain: It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road feel like they are dying. Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen.

Snow: The grass is dry and the eagle's eyes are anxious, but the snow is so light that the horse's hooves are light. If you want to drive away the light cavalry, the heavy snow will cover your bow and sword.

Fog: The scattered clouds become foggy and dim, the fog closes and forms clouds again. A large round mirror of red gold illuminates the universe with all the clouds and mist.

Frost: The moon is setting, the crows are crying, the sky is full of frost, the river maple is fishing and the fire is facing melancholy.

There is bright moonlight in front of the window, and it is suspected to be frost on the ground.