Write poems about "rain" and "snow"

Rain:

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

Weicheng is also lighter than rain and dust, and the guest house is green and willow. -Wang Wei's "Send Yuan II An Xi"

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.

Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"

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

Snow:

"The north wind rolled the white grass and blew them. Eight In the snow crossed the Tatar sky. (Cen Can's song "Snow White Farewells Tian Shuji Wu to Go Home")

"The window contains the autumn snow in Xiling, at the gate of Wu Dong Wan Li boating." (Du Fu's quatrains)

"I want to cross the Yellow River, but ice will block the ferry and Taihang Mountain will be covered with snow." (Li Bai, it's hard to go)

"Chai Men smell dogs barking, hakodate. (Liu Changqing's "Lotus Mountain Master in the Snow")

"A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue." (Liu Zongyuan, Jiang Xue)

"It's not snow in the distance, because it smells." (Wang Anshi, Meihua)

"Thousands of miles in Huang Yun, the sun is shining, and the north wind blows geese and snow." (Gao Shi "Don't be big")

Drifting across the river, butterflies dancing in vain.

Singing in the cold wave, the waves are natural and unrestrained.

Snow trees and silver flowers, burning red lips and anger.

How charming the mountains and rivers are, inlaid with a winter moon.