Outside the window, the flowers are dancing freely and lightly, just like a dream. The rain is falling and drifting aimlessly, just like sadness is flying.
The beautiful woman cried, and her clothes were wet with tears. Song Li Shi Zhong's "Bodhisattva Manzi Ghost Crys Breaking the Tower Moon"
When leaving, I cried with the beautiful woman, and the brocade was wet with tears.
Seeing such a beautiful scenery, the guests' gloom about strangers has completely disappeared. Where else can they go? . Tang Du Fu's Afterward Tour
Seeing such beautiful scenery, the sadness of being a guest outside completely disappeared. Where else can I go?
Light rain and empty curtains, no one deep alley, apricot flowers have been sold first. Song? Shi Dazu's Night Boat, Smelling and Selling Apricots on the 18th of the First Month ...
Outside the curtain, the deep lane was deserted. Suddenly, there came the voice of selling apricot flowers.
Knowing that you often cross Qilian City, you won't be afraid to see Luntai Moon. Tang, "Send Deputy Ambassador Li to West China"
Knowing that you often cross Qilian City, where are you afraid to see Luntai Moon?
Lamenting the past in the garden, the sight of birds singing in spring triggered my sadness at the border. Don Du Shen Yan's Crossing the Xiangjiang River
I lament the scene of playing in the garden in the past, and the birds and flowers in this spring have caused me more frontier sadness.
Under the steps of moss mangroves, the moon is sad in the rain. Li Shangyin's Final Residence in Tang Dynasty
Living alone in a foreign land, few people come and go on weekdays, and the front steps are covered with moss. The green and autumn red leaves became hazy and fuzzy under the cover of misty rain and hazy jathyapple. Cold rainy nights and cold moonlight are nothing like homesickness.
The shadow on the wall after the lamp still lingers, and the rustle of dark rain hitting the window. Tang Bai Juyi's Shang Yang White-haired Man
Translation: a remnant lamp, the light is groggy, shining on the back and projecting on the wall; At night, I only heard the rain rustling and banging on the doors and windows.
When the rain stopped, Yang Lin went boating in Yonghe for three days. Tang Changjian's Search for Li Jiuzhuang in Three Days
On March 3, a new rain stopped at the beginning, and the sky was crisp. I went to visit a good friend who lives by the stream by boat. ?
It didn't rain on the mountain road. Empty Cui wet clothes. In the Mountains by Don Wang Wei
There was no rain on the Panshan Highway, and the dense pine and cypress were foggy and the water vapor was heavy, which seemed to drip down and wet the clothes of pedestrians.