Original text:
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!
The cold rain spread all over Wudi River overnight. After seeing you off in the morning, even the hazy distant mountains seemed lonely! When I arrive in Luoyang, if my relatives and friends in Luoyang call me, please tell them that my heart is still as crystal clear and pure as ice in a jade pot!
2. "Dead Hua Lian has arrived at the place where Qingyang folded" Qing: Nalan Xingde
Original text:
I don't hate the hardships of the end of the world, but I hate the west wind blowing my dreams to the present.
How much is the journey tomorrow? It's cold and rainy on your clothes.
And heaven remains our neighbourhood, it's harmless, but I hate how many dreams are blown away by the west wind, traveling through ancient and modern times. Tomorrow, the journey continues, and the cold new rain wets my clothes, which makes me feel more lonely and lonely.
3, "Rain at Night" Song Dynasty: Lu You
Original text:
After three nights of cold rain, only a few rafters lived in seclusion.
If you are poor, you will have a light holiday, and when you are old, you will be afraid of getting old.
It rained for three nights in a row, and I have lived under the eaves for several days. The family is poor, and the festival is very simple. Now that I am old, I am very afraid of the New Year.
4, "Jixing Family" Yuan Dynasty: Wang Mian
Original text:
Cold rain hangs in the broken house, and the empty windows are cloudy.
Poverty is carefree, and old age is tiring.
It's raining cold in the broken house, and clouds are floating outside the empty window. There is nothing to worry about when you are poor at home, and you are tired of listening to it when you are old.
5. "Cold Food and Rain" Song: Liu Yiding
Original text:
Who do you want to kiss?
Spring scenery is chaotic, and flowers are cold and approachable.
In the dim twilight, it was raining cold. Who does the guest want to kiss? Spring water flows like a ravine, and flowers feel cold and want to be next to others.