Poems about rainy season

It rains at home in Huangmei season.

Frogs are everywhere in the grass pond.

I can't make an appointment for midnight,

Knock the chess pieces at will and fall black and blue.

——? Zhao Shixiu's "appointment"

Cao Qinghu, Wan Li, and Huang Meiyu.

I'm worried about the sound of the wind overturning the dark waves and hitting the boat on the beach.

-Bai Juyi's "Langtaosha"

Fly on the stranger, cuckoo crows azaleas.

At the end of the year, things are different, people are complaining, and who is worried.

Plum rain is fine, the breeze is weak, and I lean against the building to get clothes.

The old garden has faded for three years, and the world has not yet returned.

-Yan's "Partridge Day"

Weeds are not spring, cuckoos are old friends.

Why don't you go home and live? Plum rains and pomegranate flowers leave your soul.

The ministers in the front hall and the women in the deep hall all wore robes and red scarves.

The rise and fall of Mo Wen today. Listen, in front of flowers, feathers are ashamed.

-Xin Qiji's Ding Feng

In Huangmei County, Huang Meiyu, there are Chinese Pulsatilla in the white-headed waves.

Jiujiang has no shore, and there are many bad winds at the end of May.

The hidden road in the world should be infinite. Why are you involved?

-Bai Juyi's Rain on the North Shore of Jiujiang

Seeing things in the south gradually every year will hurt the feelings of northern tourists.

Shan Gui jumped up with one foot, and the canyon ape mourned three times.

Sailing in Caoqing Lake and getting wet in Huang Meiyu.

It's hard to send Pisces after I left, and I can't get to the city recently.

-Bai Juyi's Hunan in Fujian?