Poetry about rain and love 1. Poetry about love.
It was drizzling, and the fish jumped out of the water happily; The breeze is blowing gently, and the swallows slant across the sky. Du Fu's "Water Threshold to Send Heart"
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night
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
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night. Wang Wei's "Autumn in the Mountain"
Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan! Wang Changling broke up with Xin Jian at Furong Inn.
Outside the window, the flowers are dancing freely, just like in a dream, the rain is falling and drifting aimlessly, like melancholy. Huanxisha in Qin Guan
How many flowers fall after a stormy night. Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn")
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. Wang Wei: In the mountains.
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: Tomb-Sweeping Day.
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 and Twenty Shores to Xi"
The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. Su Shi: Rain after Drinking Chuqing Lake
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. On June 27, Su Shi's Drunk Book of Wanghu Building
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"
In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year. Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon
The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs. Wen Tianxiang's "Crossing Lingdingyang"
The hibiscus flowers beside the moat are swaying in the sudden wind, and the oblique rain is beating the vines on the wall. Han Yu's "Going to Liuzhou Tower to Send Zhang Tingfeng to Four States"
Big strings hum like rain, and small strings whisper like secrets. Bai Juyi's Preface to Pipa
A rain in the night sky for no reason broke the heart of homesick Wan Li. Rainy night in Zhang Yong
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. Li Shangyin's Short Message to Friends in the North on a Rainy Night
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. The messenger didn't bring news to the pedestrians far away. The lilacs in the rain reminded me of sadness. Lu You's Spring Rain in Lin 'an
Buttonwood tree, it is raining in the middle of the night, and the hobby that never leaves is bitter. A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light. The "more leakage" of the text, the tourists thundered under their feet, and the dense clouds could not turn away. 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. Su Shi's rainstorm in Youmeitang
I didn't hear the lonely guest's ear all night, only listening to the rustling of rain and bananas outside the blue screen window. Tidal Huanxisha
Last night, it rained suddenly and the wind blew, so I slept soundly and didn't consume wine. Li Qingzhao's Dream.
Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence! Li Qingzhao's "Slow Voice" Young people listen to the rain song upstairs, and the red candle is faint. In the prime of life, the boat is listening to the rain, the river is wide and the clouds are low, and the broken geese are called the west wind. Now listening to the rain monk Lu, there are stars on his temples. Sorrow and joy are always ruthless until dawn. Jie Jiang's young mermaid
Outside the window, the flowers are dancing freely, just like in a dream, the rain is falling and drifting aimlessly, like melancholy. -Qin Song Guan's "Cold House in the Desert of Huanxisha" is coming, and the cock crows. 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? -The Book of Songs "The Storm"
Evil! I want to know you and live a long life. There is no mausoleum in the mountains, the river is exhausted, thunder and lightning in winter and rain and snow in summer, and heaven and earth are one, but dare to be with you! -"Evil" by Erhan Yuefu
Distant Altair, Jiao Jiao Hehan girl. Skillful hands, make a loom. Tears fall like rain all day long; The river is clear and shallow, how much is the difference! Between water and water, there are no words. -"Cowherd Star" two Han Yuefu
Calendar barnyard grass * * * to follow, once resigned. Water is injected to the east, and there is no turning back to the west. The rainy night falls on the empty steps, and the light of dawn leaves the room in the dark. I don't drink when I'm sad. When can I be together? -He Xun in the Northern and Southern Dynasties, "Leaving Sorrow at Night"
The guest misses for a hundred years, but walking alone weighs a thousand miles. It rained black in the river, and the waves and Whitestorm began to rise. -Northern and Southern Dynasties, He Xun, he stared at the desolate moon in the temporary palace, and he heard the bell in the evening rain, cutting his chest. -Tang Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow
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. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Langtaosha"
The clouds have gone, the wind and rain have stopped, the weather is just right, and the sun shines on the lake to form a reflection, which has a warm feeling. Wild apricots everywhere, broken red spots; The floating water on the lake looks like a neat lawn at first sight. The rain on Bai Yan dried up, his wings became heavy and he had to fly low; The oriole's tongue is quite stiff. It's not that the spring in Jiangnan is not good, but that I'm one year old, and my mood has also decreased. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Early Spring in South Lake"
Big strings hum like rain, and small strings whisper like secrets. Humming, whispering-and then mixing together, like pouring large and small pearls into a plate of jade. -Tang Bai Juyi's Preface to Pipa.
Red banjiang bridge green wine flag, pavilion baby palace sunset warm. Poor rain stops the east wind, and thousands of trees hang down separately. -Yang Liuzhi by Don Bai Juyi
2. What poems praise rain and love?
I want to know how you praise love. The mountains have no edges, and heaven and earth are in harmony, but I dare to separate from you! I am full of thinking that if I marry a person with a heart, I can love each other and be happy forever.
Han; Zhuo Wenjun's "Ballad of a White Head" won't die, but he would rather be a mandarin duck than a fairy. Tang; Lu Although I don't have the wings of a phoenix, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of a unicorn.
Tang; Li Shangyin's Untitled said, we hope to fly in the sky, two birds will become one and grow together on the ground, and the two branches of a tree ... the earth will last forever, and the sky will last forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever! Tang; Bai Juyi's "Song of Eternal Sorrow" was long before I met her, but it was longer than when we parted. The east wind started and a hundred flowers blossomed.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. Tang; Li Shangyin's Untitled Once the sea was difficult for water, but it was amber forever.
Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be. Tang; Yuan Zhen's "From Thinking" is sunny in the east and rainy in the west.
Tang; Liu Yuxi's Zhuzhici is full of flowers. Is it, even the bright flame of love, only ashes? . Tang; Li Shangyin's "Untitled" candle thoughtfully bid farewell and shed tears for others until dawn.
Tang; Du Mu's Farewell When those red berries come in spring, they blush on your southern branches. May you bear more pain as a symbol of our love.
Wang Wei's "Acacia" bloom can be folded straight, so don't wait for no flowers! Du Qiuniang's Witch Hazel in the Tang Dynasty is fragrant and heartbroken. Li Bai's "Qing Ping Er Diao" gradually became wider and wider without regret, which made people haggard for Iraq.
Song; Liu Yong's Fengqitong has become empty and still like a dream. Li Yu's "Midnight Song * How Can I Avoid the Sorrow of Life" knows what I mean, and I feel sorry for you. I have to ask for it! Li Yu's "More Leaking Golden Bird" is on the willow tip on the moon, and people are about after dusk.
Zhu's Hawthorn meets each other, but it seems heartless. When Sima Guang's Xijiang Moon was poor, there was only endless acacia.
In "Spring on the Jade Tower", the sky is not old, the heart is like a double screen, and there is a Qian Qian knot in it. "Chitose" Zhang Sheng held hands and looked at each other with tears in his eyes, but he was speechless and choked up.
Love hurts and leaves since ancient times. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only.
Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together? ! Liu Yong's Yulinling takes flowers from Shui Piao to water. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.
There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind. Looking around, lonely and sad.
This time, what a sad sentence? "Slow voice" went to the west wing without saying a word. The moon is like a hook.
Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn. Keep cutting.
The reason is still chaos. It's sadness.
It's not just the general taste. How much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward.
Yu Meiren, a moment that should last forever, had come and gone before I knew it. Li Shangyin's "Jinse" has lived and died for ten years, and I will never forget it.
Xiao Xuan window, dress up, silently care for each other, only a thousand lines of tears. Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi" looked for him in the crowd, and suddenly looked back, but the man was there, with dim lights.
Xin Qiji's "Qingyun Case * Yuanxi" is tender as water and courteous as a dream. If two people have a long relationship, they won't go to court.
Qin Guan's "Queqiao" will not miss you all his life, but it will miss you and hurt you. Xu Yuan's Rethinking of "The Moon Song * Chun Qing" is affectionate and hateful since ancient times, and the source of good dreams is the easiest to wake up.
Clear; Shi Qing's The Story of the Lost Stream is not attractive, but beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Huang Ming's "Hangzhou Folk Poetry Collection" is full of acacia red beans and spring flowers are full of paintings.
Cao Xueqin's Dream of Red Mansions said that under the acacia tree, Silang hated Xiaomin. Republic of China; Liang Qichao thought about it several times and would rather miss it! Hu Shi has been infatuated since ancient times, and this hatred has nothing to do with romantic affairs.
Song; Ouyang Xiu's "Spring in the Jade House" Hey! What is love in the world? Teach people life and death! Life is precious, love is more expensive! The ancients cloud holds your hand and grows old with your son! Acacia stayed up all night, laughing and asking where there is in the world, looking forward to meeting each other. Laugh and watch life go on forever.
Don't ask each other every time you meet, don't be sad and don't cry, leave this poem secretly. Everyone has joys and sorrows.
Wang Wei of Acacia When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches? People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention. Looking at the moon, thinking of a person in the distance, Zhang Jiuling, the moon, is now full at sea. At this time, Tianya * * * brings a separated heart, and the night is long and considerate. Although I blew out the candle, it didn't get dark. Although I put on my coat, it didn't get warm, so I left my message to the moon and still had a dream. Li Bai, the lyrics of autumn wind, the autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, and the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and Western jackdaw is surprised again.
It's embarrassing to meet each other on blind dates; When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time. If I had known this, I didn't know him at the beginning. Rain in the east, sunrise in the east, said it was not sunny, but it was still sunny.
Liu Yuxi's bamboo ci is full of peach blossoms, and the spring water in Shu hits the mountain stream. A girl saw it and thought that her husband's love was as fleeting as this peach blossom, and infinite sadness was like this endless river of water.
The swallow tower is upstairs, accompanied by a broken lamp and dawn frost, and a lonely person gets up from a acacia tree. How much is a one-night stand for lovesickness? The ends of the earth are not long.
Jinse Li Shangyin I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, each of which has a flower-like interval. In daydreaming, Zhuangzi, a saint of youth, was bewitched by butterflies, and the king's longing for love cried in the cuckoo, and the mermaid cried pearl-like tears in the moon-green sea. The blue fields breathed their jadeite to the sun, and the moment that should have lasted forever came and gone unconsciously. Untitled Li Shangyin came with empty words. It was already five o'clock in the month. Although the dream is far away, it is difficult to cry, and the book advises no ink. Wax shines on half a cage of golden jade, and musk embroiders hibiscus slightly. Liu Lang hates Pengshan, which is ten thousand times heavier than Pengshan. Untitled Li Shangyin hangs the curtain again. The Wushan goddess of Chu was originally a dream; Qingxi is the residence of my sister-in-law, and there is no lang here.
Storms make nut horns ecstasy, and the moon dew sweetens cinnamon leaves? Although fully aware of lovesickness, there is no good health; I am infatuated with it to the end and fall in love for life. Untitled Li Shangyin I have known her for a long time, and we have been apart for a long time. Spring silkworms die, candles burn every night, and clouds change in the morning mirror, but I dare to sing Pengshan at night. Oh, Jade Bird, listen! -Give me what she said! Untitled Li Shangyin, the star last night and the wind last night, Guitangdong on the west side of the painting building, have no wings for Cai Feng to fly, and are connected with the heart. Separated from the seat, the spring wine is warm and the wax lamp is red.
Alas, it's time to call the roll in the morning when you hear the drums of the fifth watch; Riding to Lantai is like the wind in the wind. Li Shangyin, who traveled alone in Qujiang in late autumn, hated being born in the spring when lotus leaves were born, and in the autumn when lotus leaves were withered. Knowing that he had been in love for a long time, he was disappointed with the sound of the river at Wangjiangtou.
Mr. Li Shangyin's "A Note to Friends in the North on a Rainy Night" asked about the untimely return date, and the rain rose to Qiuchi in the evening. Why did * * * cut the candle at the west window, but when he said it was raining late? Without Yuan Zhen, water makes the sea sad and amber forever. I am lazy to look back on flowers, and half of the reason is that I am a monk. The topic is, Cuihu Village in the south of the city, where peach blossoms set each other off today last year. Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze.
Farewell to Du Mu is sentimental but always seems heartless, but he can't laugh at what he looked like before he was born. Candles say goodbye kindly and cry for others until dawn. Send Zhang Bi to bid farewell to his dream.
3. Poems about rain and love
In Budze in spring, everything gives birth to brilliance-
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors-"Singing Willow" by Tang and Zhang Zhi.
The rain in the sky is crisp, the grass is far and near, but there is nothing. The most important benefit is the spring of the year, which is better than the misty willows everywhere in the imperial city —— Tang Hanyu's Eighteen Members of the Water Donation Department in Early Spring.
Peach blossoms are three or two outside the bamboo, and the duck prophet warms the spring river. -Stone "Two Night Scenes along the Spring River".
Waiting for the east wind will always be spring. -Spring in Song Zhuxi.
I want to get wet by clothes, apricot blossoms and rain, but my face doesn't feel cold. -"Jueju" Southern Song Dynasty Zhinan monk.
Flowers are more and more attractive, and shallow grass can be without horseshoes. -Bai Juyi's spring outing in Qiantang.
A hundred birds are startled when the moon rises, and spring flows when it sings. -Wang Wei's Bird Watching Creek.
The rain brought by the spring tide comes late and quickly, and no one can cross the boat in the wild. -Wei is in Xixi Chuzhou.
4. Complete love poems about rain
It's raining outside, but it's lonely under the umbrella.
Xihua Mountain is beautiful, and the rain urges flowers to moisten and sing.
Soft clouds and rain around Pingchuan, light spirit listening to the phoenix tree, affectionate since ancient times, self-hatred, tears falling cinnabar who pity to listen.
After singing the farewell song, you untied another boat in the distance. There are green hills on both sides and red leaves on the mountains. The water is rushing eastward. When dusk fell, I woke up, only to know that everyone had left. At this time, it began to rain again, and I was the only one who left the west wing.
In the street, in the rain, waiting alone. I don't know whether he will come again.
When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.
The wind and rain stopped crying silently, and acacia was in the misty rain.
Thousands of trees are blooming and stars are everywhere in the east night. BMW carved cars are full of incense. Phoenix flute moves, jade pot turns, fish dragon dances all night.
White flowers, in the rain, waiting for the arrival of sunny days. In adversity, learn to wait.
Standing in the rain with an umbrella and listening to the flowers, it turns out that rainy days can be so romantic.
5. Complete love poems about rain
It's raining outside, but it's lonely under the umbrella.
Xihua Mountain is beautiful, and the rain urges flowers to moisten and sing. Soft clouds and rain around Pingchuan, light spirit and white listening to the phoenix tree, sentimental self-loneliness and resentment, tears falling on vermilion who listens.
After singing the farewell song, you untied another boat in the distance. There are green hills on both sides and red leaves on the mountains. The water is rushing eastward. When dusk fell, I woke up, only to know that everyone had left. At this time, it began to rain again, and I was the only one who left the west wing.
Zhi street, in the rain, alone, waiting. I don't know whether he will come again.
When the knife cuts the candle at the west window, it talks about the rain at night. The wind and rain stopped crying silently, and acacia was in the misty rain.
Thousands of trees are blooming and stars are everywhere in the east night. BMW carved cars are full of incense.
Phoenix flute moves, jade pot turns, fish dragon dances all night. White flowers, in the rain, waiting for the arrival of sunny days.
In adversity, learn to wait. Standing in the rain with an umbrella watching flowers and listening to flowers, it turns out that rainy days can become so romantic.
6. Poetry is related to rain, and the feelings of the poet.
1. But now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded. (Meng Haoran: Chun Xiao)
2. The empty mountain after the rain stands in the autumn evening. (Wang Wei: "Living in Autumn")
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. (Du Fu: "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night")
4. There is no rain on the mountain road and the clothes are wet, (Wang Wei: "On the Mountain")
5. Green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle. (Zhang: "Fishing Songs")
6. Lying in the middle of the night, listening to the wind and rain, dreaming of MOS Rail Glacier. (Lu You: The Storm of November 4th)
7. During the Qingming Festival, there are many rains, and pedestrians on the road want to die. (Du Mu: Tomb-Sweeping Day)
8. Wu, seeing off guests in Chushan on a cold rainy night. (Wang Changling: "Parting with Xin Jian at Furong Inn")
9. The Acropolis bathes in rain and light dust, and the guest house is green and willow. (Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er An Xi")
10. The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy. (Su Shi: "Rain after Drinking Lake Chu Qing")
Green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle. -Zhang's Fishing Song.
When clothes are wet, you want to get wet, and you don't feel cold when you blow them on your face. -poems by monks in Zhinan.
The morning rain in Weicheng is light and the dust is light, and the guest house is green and willow-colored. -Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er Shi Anxi"
Four hundred and eighty halls in the Southern Dynasties are full of terraced fields and misty rain. -Du Mu's poem "Jiangnan Spring".
Lying in the dead of night listening to the wind and rain, iron horse glacier dream. -Lu You's The Storm of November 4th.
Good rain knows the season, and 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
But now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn".
During the Qingming Festival, there are many rains, and 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 Lake Rain Drinks Chu Qing.
The mountains and rivers are broken, the wind is drifting, and life experiences the rain ―― Wen Tianxiang's Crossing the Lingdingyang.
After the rain, an empty mountain stands in the autumn night —— (Wang Wei: living in autumn)
There is no rain on the mountain road, and the air is green and wet —— (Wang Wei: In the Mountains)
Wu, a man from Lianjiang on a cold rainy night, and the lonely Chushan —— Wang Changling: Lotus Inn and Xin Jian Break Up.
The rain in the sky is crisp and crisp, but the grass color is far and near. -Tang Hanyu presented 18 members of Zhang Shui Department to Early Spring.
I want to get wet by clothes, apricot blossoms and rain, but my face doesn't feel cold. -"Jueju" Southern Song Dynasty Zhinan monk.
The rain brought by the spring tide comes late and quickly, and no one can cross the boat in the wild. -Wei is in Xixi Chuzhou.
Rain hates clouds, and Jiangnan is still called a beauty. -Wang Yucheng's "Touching Lips"
Both butterflies danced over the threshold, and at dusk the curtains were rolled up to disperse the rain. -Mao Xizhen's "Qing Ping Le"
7. Love poems about rain
A short message to a friend in the north on a rainy night (acacia)
Li shangyin
When you ask about the return date, it rains at night in the autumn pool.
When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.
Lianhuan Xie
Zhou Bangyan
Resentment without trust. The lover is cut off, and the news is far away. Faithful and skillful, Jie Lianhuan is like wind and rain, and the fog is light and the clouds are light. Swallow house is empty, dark dust lock, string rope bed. Want to move roots and change leaves, all in the old days, hand-planted red medicine.
Du Ruo was born in Tingzhou. The boat bends along the coast, and people are on the horizon. Memories, listening to books and gossiping that day, will always be burned. Shui Yi Spring Festival, hope to send me, Jiangnan plum calyx. Fight for this life, drink for flowers and cry for Iraq.
Evil in Yuefu
Evil! I want to know you and live a long life. The mountains have no tombs, the rivers are exhausted, there is Lei Zhen in winter, and there is rain and snow in summer. Only when heaven and earth become one can we break with you.
8. Poems about missing lovers in rainy days
1, "Xiaoliangzhou, awning window, rainy"-Zhang Kejiu in Yuan Dynasty
The awning window is stormy and awkward. What is Wang Xi Road in Huaiyang? No one asked about the main wine.
The wind was beating against the awning window, and it was raining in Mao Mao, and it was hard to get rid of the haze. I have to think about it and write poems and lyrics. Looking west at Huaiyang, where are you going today? Looking forward to a letter, I took my glass and asked the boatman for a number.
2. "More jade and incense"-Tang Dynasty literature
Buttonwood tree, it is raining in the middle of the night, and the hobby that never leaves is bitter. A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light.
The buttonwood tree outside the window was wet by the cold rain in the middle of the night, whether she was sad for the departure in the room or not. Drop by drop, raindrops pounded the leaves of buttonwood and fell on the deserted stone steps until dawn.
3. A rainy night remembers friends from the north-Li Shangyin in the Tang Dynasty.
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.
You asked me the date of going home, but it was difficult to decide the date. There is heavy rain in Bashan tonight, and the rain has filled the autumn pool. When can we have a long talk by candlelight and tell each other our thoughts in the rainy night tonight?
4. "Fu, rain and wind send people"-the second visit to the public in Song Dynasty
Wind and rain give people away, and wind and rain keep people alive. The cup and plate leave you in a hurry, and the wind and rain urge you to go. Tears are unclear, eyebrows are still sad. Don't go upstairs tomorrow, it's raining upstairs.
It is the spring rain that sends people away, and it is also the spring rain that keeps people. At the farewell party, people said goodbye in a hurry, and it was the wind and rain that urged people to leave. Tears never dried up, and there was sadness in my brow. Don't look up at the tall buildings when I miss you tomorrow. There is a lot of wind and rain upstairs.
5. Long lovesick rain-Song Si Wanyong
One, one more. The lights in the banana window outside the window are infinite.
It has been raining, listening to the sound of rain outside the window until it is deep and it is difficult to sleep. The banana in the rain and the oil lamp in the house seem to be sentimental at this time, comforting me lonely.