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Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night.
Don du fu
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
Wild trails and clouds are all black, and rivers and boats are bright.
Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
On June 27th, I read the drunken book in Lake House.
Song sushi
Dark clouds turn over ink and fail to cover mountains, while white rain jumps over boats.
The wind comes and blows away, and the lake looks like the sky under it.
An autumn night in the mountains.
Don
The empty mountain after the rain stands in the autumn evening.
Moonlight in the pine forest, crystal stone in the stream.
Bamboo whispers that the laundry girl returns, and the lotus leaves bend in front of the fishing boat.
My friend's prince, what does it matter if spring is over and you are still here? .
travel
Tang mengjiao
Chu water is thin and icy, and Chu clouds are slightly rainy.
Wild plums have irregular hair, and the travel list is on the run.
Green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle. -Zhang's Fishing Song.
The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold. -Monk Zhinan's quatrains
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 The Storm of November 4th.
How many flowers fall after a stormy night. Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn")
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night. (Wang Wei's "Mountain Autumn Borer")
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. (Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night")
There is no rain on the winding mountain road, the smoke is misty in the dense pine trees, and the water vapor is heavy, as if to flow, and then the clothes of passers-by. (In the Mountains by Wang Wei)
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 "Yu Gezi")
Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. (Du Mu's Qingming)
The rain in the early morning moistened the dust of the land, the inn of the inn, the branches and leaves of the inn, and a new leaf (Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er An Xi")
The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. (Su Shi's Rain after Drinking on the Lake)
Seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three rains in front of the mountain ―― Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon
How many flowers fall after a stormy night. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"
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 Drinking Rain after Chu Qing on the Lake.
The mountains and rivers are broken, the wind is drifting, and life experiences the rain ―― Wen Tianxiang's Crossing the Lingdingyang.
Wu from Lianjiang and Lonely Chu Mountain on a Cold and Rainy Night —— Wang Changling: The Separation of Furong Inn and Xin Jian
2. Poems about rain, authors and authors.
"Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Tang Du Fu knew that the rainy season happened in spring. When the wind sneaks into the night, everything is moistened silently. Wild trails and clouds are all black, and rivers and boats are full of fire. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguan City are heavy. "On June 27th, looking at the Lake Building, I was drunk with books." Song Sushi's dark clouds turned over the ink and didn't cover the mountain, and the white rain jumped off the boat. The wind came and blew away, and the water under the lake was like the sky. "Autumn night in the mountains, lotus leaves bloom in front of the fishing boat, my friend's prince, spring has passed, and you are still here. What does it matter? . Tour: The Chu River in Meng Jiao in Tang Dynasty is thin, and the rain is light. Wild plums are uneven, and the list is free and easy to return. You don't need to return the green bamboo hat and green hemp fiber. -Zhang's "Fishing Songs" is wet and his face is not cold.
-Zhinan monk "Jueju" There are 480 temples in the Southern Dynasties, and how many towers are misty and rainy. -Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring Poetry" lies listening to the stormy night, and the iron horse glacier dream.
-Lu You's "November 4th Storm" But now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers were broken. Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn") After the rain, the mountains are empty and the autumn night is established.
(Wang Wei's "Mid-Autumn Insects in the Mountains") Good rain knows the season when spring comes. (Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night") There is no rain on the mountain road, and the clothes are wet.
(In the Mountains by Wang Wei) You don't have to take a green bamboo hat and a green hemp fiber home. (Zhang's "Fishing Songs") During the Qingming Festival, it rained in succession, and pedestrians on the road wanted to die.
(Du Mu "Qingming" Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow. (Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er An Xi") The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy.
(Su Shi's Rain after Drinking on the Lake) Seven or eight stars are above the sky, and two or three points of rain are in front of the mountain ―― Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon. Now I think of that night, that storm, and I don't know how many flowers I have folded. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" It rains in the Qingming period, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.
-Du Mu's "The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival" is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy. Su Shi's Drinking Rain Lake after the Qing Dynasty, the mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and the life experience is ups and downs. The rain is leveled. Wen Tianxiang's Crossing Lingdingyang, Wu's seeing guests off in Chushan on a cold rainy night, Wang Changling: Furong Inn and Xin Jian are separated.
3. There are poems about rain
Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night": "Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. The wild path is dark, and the river is bright.
Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. "Spring is the season when everything germinates and grows, and it is also the season when rain is badly needed.
However, the spring rain is as expensive as oil, and the spring rain is continuous. Isn't it Han Yu's "Good Rain": "The rain in Sky Street is crisp and crisp, and the grass is far and near. The most important benefit is the spring of the year, which is better than the willow. "
The poet praises Xiaoyu with full passion, sees the big from the small, and combines reason and emotion in the landscape. Comparing "Xiaoyu" to the first mature crisp wine, it tastes sweet, smooth and moist, even the grass is stained with rain and dew. The grass in the drizzle is slightly green, but it is green in the distance.
In the end, it boils down to "the benefits of a spring", which can't even compare with the scenery of the Forbidden City. The scenery in early spring is described delicately and vividly.
Once upon a time, on the road, it rained heavily for three days on the night of July 25, and Qiu Miao took Sue and said happily, "The sun turned into rain overnight, and I dreamed of cooling my clothes. Don't worry about the bed leaking wet, like the depth of the stream.
Thousands of miles of rice flowers should be beautiful, and the leaves of Wu Gengtong are the best sounds. There is nothing like dancing, let alone looking forward to the New Year on the field. "
After a long drought, I was ecstatic, even my clothes and bed were wet, expressing the poet's love for rain and concern for people's livelihood. Su Shi's "Rainstorm in Youmeitang": "When the tourists thundered, the clouds could not turn.
In the distant horizon, the wind moves with the clouds, and the sea stands like a mountain. A rainstorm, which crossed the Qiantang River from eastern Zhejiang, hit Hangzhou. It's very golden and convex, and a thousand sticks knock on the cause and effect drum.
I really want to wake up the drunken Li Bai, wash his face with the waterfall in this mountain, and show him that this scene is like everything in the palace. The whole poem vividly describes the scene before and after the storm: thunder roared, dark clouds were gathering, black wind fell from the sky, and the sea stood up for it, showing its fierceness; The storm fluttered with the wind and crossed the river from eastern Zhejiang, showing its swiftness.
The lake and the sea are rising, the thunder is sonorous, and the poet's talent is also urged by the storm. Qin Guan's "Spring Day": "The light thunder fell all over the night, and the tiles were uneven.
Affectionate peony contains spring tears, weak rose lies on the branches. "Write a light thunder, the spring rain is falling.
After the rain, in Chuqing, the sun seemed to float between the blue tiles that had just been washed by the rain. After the spring rain, peony is tearful and affectionate; Rose is lying on her back, which is very charming.
Although he mainly wrote about the scenery after the rain, he revealed his praise for the moisturizing power of the spring rain. In addition to poems about rain, there are also many sentences describing rain and scenery in rain in other poems of the ancients: "Clouds are like smoke, and dense rain is like silk."
(gold? Zhang Xie's Ten Miscellaneous Poems describes the rain as dense as scattered silk thread. "The residual rainbow collects rain, and there is no new flow on the shore."
("Southern Dynasties Chen? Zhang wrote in "Boating on the Back Lake" that at the beginning of the summer shower, the rainbow broke on the horizon, and the rising lake water flowed out of the gap to form a new flow. "Wet peach blossom rain, blowing face is not cold. "
(Tang? The drizzle in the apricot blossom season will deeply wet the clothes; The breeze blowing willow branches makes people feel warm and sweet, and the poet makes people feel Zen. "See you in Xiaoyutang, and you will understand better" (Tang? Du Mei's "Qiu Si") is slightly rainy, and the pond in the rain is full of artistic conception; The good wind blows and the sleeves are warm.
"The rain is steep and the clouds are low." (Tang? Dai Shulun's "Sulingyan Temple" describes the mountain scenery seen by the poet on the mountain road of Lingyan Temple (located at the northern foot of Fangshan Yangshan Mountain in Changqing County, Jinan suburb) in the rain.
"Rain and wet clothes are invisible, and idle flowers fall to the ground to listen to silence." (Tang? Liu Changqing's "Don't Say a Poetry Garden") drizzle wet clothes, does not show its shape; Idle flowers fall to the ground, but their voices are not seen, which can be described in detail.
"Fish comes out in the drizzle, and Yan is inclined in the breeze." (Tang? Du Fu's "Two Water Sills") Only when it rains in Mao Mao, the fish will float, and it will not come out when it rains heavily; Only the "breeze" makes the swallow oblique. If the wind is also down, it won't fly.
Observing the scenery in the breeze and drizzle is full of interest. "The rain in thousands of feet shakes the bottom of the river, and the bamboo in the court shakes a window in autumn."
(Tang? Du Xunhe's "Leaving a Topic for Zhang Tingxia" makes the scenery interesting by comparing the falling rain with the fluttering sound. "After the rain, the willow branches are heavy and loose with deep smoke."
(Tang? Zhang said that willow branches bring rain, branches and leaves gain weight, and the pine color is deep in the misty rain. "Spring tides bring rain late, and there is no boat to cross the wild."
(Tang? Wei Wu Ying's "Xixi on Chuzhou") Spring tides surge, the rain suddenly rises, pedestrians disappear, and boating is horizontal, which shows the beauty of boating. "It rains at home in Huangmei season, and the grass pond is full of flowers."
(Song? Zhao Shixiu's "You Yue" depicts the idyllic scenery of Huangmei in the south of the Yangtze River with rainy days and frogs everywhere. "Outside the forest in the spring rain, the apricot blossoms are numerous on the first day of the house."
(Song? Ouyang Xiu's "Tian Jia") Pigeons sound sweet in the distance, and apricot flowers reflect the sun nearby. The movements are appropriate, and the sound and sound set each other off, showing the beautiful spring scenery of farmers in the south of the Yangtze River. "The earth is frequently urged by rain, and thousands of flowers are in bloom."
(Song? Spring Breeze and Spring Rain, one of the idyllic scenes of the four seasons in Fan Chengda, moistens the earth, plants sprout and flowers bloom, weaving into a vibrant spring scene. "Dark clouds turn over ink and don't cover mountains, while white rain jumps over boats" (Song? Su Shi's "Five Exquisites of Drunk Books in Wanghulou on June 27th" wrote: Dark clouds are rolling ink, and summer shower clouds have not yet covered the mountain, but raindrops like pearls are also hitting the cabin.
"The wind is like a mountain, and the rain is like a river." (Song? Lu you wrote the trend of the wind and rain.
"It's thundering, and rain is coming." (Ming? Li Panlong's "Yangguangshan Road") Thunder roared like a thousand peaks; The rain is pouring down and the smoke clouds are rolling, like thousands of peaks coming head-on, writing the momentum of thunderstorms.
"A wild goose falls into the sky, and the mountain floats with rain." (Qing? Look up the sentence written on Shen Xing's "Deng Bao's Fifth Floor": When the rainstorm comes, geese fly to shelter from the rain; The next sentence said that the rainstorm came quickly and the mountains seemed to float in the rain.
In addition, there are many poems that are lyrical because of rain. Such as: "the wind and rain are like dark, and the chickens are like crowing."
("Poetry? Zheng Feng? Wind and rain) was originally written about wind and rain, darkness and cock crow, but now it is used to refer to dark politics and people's desire for social clarity. " Autumn wind, thousands of villages, thousands of villages in the rain. "
(Tang? TanYongzhi's "Autumn Rain Stay in Xiangjiang River") has a long Xiangjiang River, and the autumn wind blows, and the lotus flowers compete with each other and the scenery is quite good; And thousands of families, wild vines full of walls, shrouded in heavy yellow rain, a bleak. The beauty is more vivid when the two sentences are opposite.
4. Poems and writers describing rain
Poetry describing rain and the author's green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, oblique wind and drizzle, no need to return.
-Zhang's "Fishing Songs" is wet, apricot blossoms and rain, and his face is not cold. -the quatrains written by Zhinan and Shang, Weicheng is light in the rain, and the guest house is green and willow.
-Wang Wei's "Send Two Stones to Anxi" 480 temples in the Southern Dynasties, with many towers and misty rain. -Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring Poetry" lies listening to the stormy night, and the iron horse glacier dream.
-Lu You's "The Wind and Rain on November 4" knows that the rainy season is good, and it happens in spring. -Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night There were seven or eight stars in the sky, but it rained for two or three minutes in front of the mountain-Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon, but now I think of that night, that storm, and I don't know how many flowers were broken.
-Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" It rains in the Qingming period, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. -Du Mu's "The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival" is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy.
-Su Shi's "Drinking Rain after Chu Qing on the Lake", the mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs. -Wen Tianxiang crossed the Lingdingyang, the mountain was empty after the rain, and beginning of autumn at dusk-(Wang Wei: "Mountain in Autumn") There was no rain on the mountain road, and the clothes were wet-(Wang Wei:)
5. Poems about rain and their authors
Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
The wild path is dark, and the river is bright.
Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
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Whole Tang Poetry: Volume 226 _4 1 Notes on Jiang Weiliangcheng's Common Ancient Poems
Light rain in early spring
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.
This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.
Dayu miaosu
Author: several dynasties: Song Dynasty
One night, the hot sun turned into rain, dreaming of cool clothes.
Don't worry about the bed leaking wet, like the depth of the stream.
Thousands of miles of rice flowers are beautiful, even the phoenix tree is better.
There is nothing like dancing, let alone looking forward to the New Year on the field.
Wind and Rain Author: The Book of Songs Dynasty: Pre-Qin Dynasty
The wind is cold, the rain is cold, and the crow outside the window is urgent. If you meet a gentleman, you don't have to worry about it?
The wind blew through the rain, and there was a cock crow outside the window. Why not be embarrassed when you meet a gentleman?
The wind and rain darkened the sky and the cock crowed outside the window. Didn't Hu Yun like seeing a gentleman?
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The Book of Songs Zheng Guofeng Feng
6. Poems and ancient poems about rain
1, Qingming
Author: Du Mu
A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.
Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.
2. Break up with Xinjian at Furong Inn
Author: Changling Wang
Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan!
Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!
3. Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night
Author: Du Fu
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
The wild path is dark, and the river is bright.
Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
4. A short message to a friend in the north on a rainy night.
Author: Li Shangyin
When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi.
When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.
5. Drink two songs of Chu Qingyu in the lake. Second.
Author: Su Shi
The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. (Meng)
If there are more dead beauties in the West Lake, C+ is so appropriate. (light makeup and heavy makeup: heavy makeup and light makeup)
6 th, storm, March 7 th
Author: Su Shi
On March 7th, it was raining on Shahu Road, and all the servants with rain gear left. The same people felt embarrassed, but I didn't think so. The rain gear comes first, and the peers are in chaos. I didn't know it at first, but when I found out, I pretended to use this word.
Don't pay attention to the beating rain in the forest. Mei sings a long whistle and walks leisurely. Bamboo poles and sandals are more dexterous than riding horses. What's to be afraid of? A raincoat and hemp fiber, despite the wind and rain, still live my life.
The coolness of spring breeze awakens my wine, and the cold begins to be cold, and the peak of the sun is the sun, but it is satisfied in time. Looking back at the place where I met the wind and rain, going back, for me, there is no wind and rain, but it is still sunny.
On June 27th, I got drunk in Wang Hu Building.
Author: Su Shi
Clouds poured out and poured down like ink, but a mountain range was exposed on the horizon, bright and fresh, and the splashing water was like white pearl gravel, splashing on the boat.
Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle.
8. In early spring, member Zhang Shiba of the Ministry of Water Resources/early spring drizzle/early spring
Author: Han Yu
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.
This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.
9. Make an appointment/have an appointment
Author: Zhao Shixiu
Mei Huang Shi, every family was flooded by rain, and the pond was covered with green grass and frogs.
It's past midnight, and the invited guests haven't come yet. I tapped the chess pieces bored and shook the wick of an oil lamp.
9, quatrains, ancient wooden shade short awning
Author: Machilus chinensis
The shade of ancient wood is a short awning, and the stick thistle helps me cross the east of the bridge.
The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold.
10, the first night of spring rain in Lin 'an
Author: Lu You
In recent years, officials are interested in a thin layer of gauze. Who will let me take a bus to Kyoto to visit this bustling city?
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.
Slowly spread out small pieces of paper sideways, every word is organized, carefully boil water and tea under the sun window, skim it and try to taste famous tea.
Oh, don't sigh that the dust in Kyoto will stain the white clothes, and there is still time to return to the mirror house in Lake Ubak.
7. Poetry describing rain, the writer.
a dirty night
Dunzhe Ling
Black night
With black tears
That deep feeling
Everything is in this rushing water.
Only my hurried steps
Stepping on that deep emotion
Black night
Black Rain
All wrapped in my black eyes.
Distant
Fuzzy
I saw a dim light.
Smell like a flower.
Inspire feelings like music.
But the window of light still disappears in the darkness.
Sorry, girl.
I am not destined to be your passer-by.
Black night
Black Rain
Black
Black fear
I left in a hurry.
I forgot how long I was gone.
My black eyes
Always looking for the direction of black
That incomprehensible feeling
Still flowing at your feet
Even stronger than when we started.
girl
If you're still watching,
You'll never know.
How long have I been away?
What a stumbling walk
Black night
Black Rain
You can't drown me.
I was born black because of me.
I am a part of black.
I can see you.
You can only be seen by me.
I'm not your passer-by.
I'm not a passer-by either.
We are people who travel together.
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Excerpted from a poem by the poet Dunzhe Ling.
8. Poems about rain
Li Shangyin: Spring Rain
When spring comes, I wear a coat with a white lining, but I only think about the white gate city where I can't go.
There are two red mansions facing the cold, covered by rain, and a bead curtain lamp shakes my lonely heart and goes home.
This is a long road, accompanied by a short dream at night.
How can jade be sealed? I saw a lonely goose in a cloud three thousand miles away.
Spring Rain (Prose Poetry)
◆ Text/Lin Yuhong
Spring rain is like silk, looking at tall buildings, filled with rain and fog, like countless mountains and hills. Litchi is leafy, with dark red tops and swaying in the rain. Shrubs along the road stretch out bright green leaves and suck nectar, and several sparkling pearls hang on their tips.
Spring rain is like silk, like smoke and fog, recalling the past eventful years, with little sorrow. The envy of the red owl soars in the blue sky, and the desire of the eagle fights in the sea. However, there is no wisdom of Zhuge, no stupid ambition and no mediocrity. I don't know when I can return to the sea!
The spring rain is like silk, caught in the wind, and the traffic outside the window is endless, extending a rugged life track. Leave your hometown, try to change the status quo and run for life. Although you are satisfied with the present situation, you must turn sparrows into swans.
Spring rain is like silk. Through the spring rain, we can look forward to the beauty and magic of this vast world and the ambition of Hongyan. We will be able to share prosperity with mountains and rivers, share water with dragons and merge into a prosperous ocean. This is really the spirit of leaving wine in the wind.
Li Shangyin: Spring Rain
When spring comes, I wear a coat with a white lining, but I only think about the white gate city where I can't go.
There are two red mansions facing the cold, covered by rain, and a bead curtain lamp shakes my lonely heart and goes home.
This is a long road, accompanied by a short dream at night.
How can jade be sealed? I saw a lonely goose in a cloud three thousand miles away.
Spring Rain (Prose Poetry)
◆ Text/Lin Yuhong
Spring rain is like silk, looking at tall buildings, filled with rain and fog, like countless mountains and hills. Litchi is leafy, with dark red tops and swaying in the rain. Shrubs along the road stretch out bright green leaves and suck nectar, and several sparkling pearls hang on their tips.
Spring rain is like silk, like smoke and fog, recalling the past eventful years, with little sorrow. The envy of the red owl soars in the blue sky, and the desire of the eagle fights in the sea. However, there is no wisdom of Zhuge, no stupid ambition and no mediocrity. I don't know when I can return to the sea!
The spring rain is like silk, caught in the wind, and the traffic outside the window is endless, extending a rugged life track. Leave your hometown, try to change the status quo and run for life. Although you are satisfied with the present situation, you must turn sparrows into swans.
Spring rain is like silk. Through the spring rain, we can look forward to the beauty and magic of this vast world and the ambition of Hongyan. We will be able to share prosperity with mountains and rivers, share water with dragons and merge into a prosperous ocean. This is really the spirit of leaving wine in the wind. (
Du Fu in Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
The wild path is dark, and the river is bright.
Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
It rained a lot during my stay in Tomb-Sweeping Day.
Pedestrians on the road want to die.
Excuse me, where is the restaurant?