Poems about cheerful and lively rain and poems about heartless rain.

Cheerful and lively: the rain in the sky is crisp and crisp, but the grass color is far and near.

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.

Ruthless: It rained heavily in March, and the door was covered with dusk, and there was nothing left in spring.

Sitting up in a dying illness, the dark wind blew the rain into the cold window.