Beautiful poem about rain 1. Who has a beautiful poem about rain?
I often wander in the light rain, looking for light rain like an elegant poem, which often haunts my mind. There is no one in the rain, but there is no trace on his face, which is even more lonely. Every time a light rain comes, it always reminds me ... a misty rain will make my life. Don't listen to the beating of leaves in the forest, why not sing and walk slowly?
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. 1. Dongpo is proud that there is no natural barrier in the world, and Dajiangdong will not return it.
Poetic relaxed in Jiangbei, picturesque in Jiangnan. The atmosphere is generous and benevolent.
In the dream, they often meet each other and wake up hundreds of years later. The first song: Nian Nujiao's "Red Cliff Nostalgia" does not return to the river, and the waves are exhausted. To the west of the old base, humanity is the Red Cliff of Zhou Lang in the Three Kingdoms.
The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow. The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once.
In the past, Xiao Qiao got married for the first time. Feather fan nylon scarf, laughing and laughing, strong ashes.
I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely. The world is like a dream, a statue is still on the moon.
The second song: On Jiangchengzi Lake, Zhang Xian and I got here. I heard it was raining on Phoenix Mountain, Chu Qing. The water is clear and the setting sun is bright.
A lotus flower (3) passes by Shang Yingying. Where do the double herons fly? If you are interested, please visit Muping Pavilion.
Suddenly I heard a sadness and joy on the river. Bitter and affectionate, who will listen? Smoke gathered on the cloud, and it was Xiangling 6 according to the agreement.
At the end of the song, I want to see it, and the peaks are green. The third song: Shuidiao Song (When is the bright moon) Mid-Autumn Festival (1), I am drunk, drunk. I wrote this article, and I am pregnant.
When did the moon begin to appear? Ask about Sky Wine. I wonder what year it is today.
I want to ride home in the wind, but I'm afraid I'm too cold. Dance to find the shadow, it seems to be on the earth.
Turn to Zhuge, low yee (8), for sleepless. There should be no hate, but things are long and round.
People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full of ups and downs. This is an old problem. I wish people a long time, thousands of miles away.
Lonely boudoir, an inch of sorrow in my heart. Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain.
Leaning over, just not in the mood. Where people are, even the sky and grass are everywhere, and the way home is broken.
Song? Li Qingzhao's "Dianjiang Lips" last night, the rain suddenly blew, and there was no need for residual wine for a deep sleep. Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there.
Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? Should be green, fat, red and thin-Song? Li Qingzhao's Dream is a lonely boudoir full of sadness.
Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain. Leaning over, just not in the mood.
Where people are, even the sky and grass are everywhere, and the way home is broken. Song? Li Qingzhao's "Dianjiang Lips" last night, the rain suddenly blew, and there was no need for residual wine for a deep sleep.
Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there. Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? It should be green, fat, red and thin.
Song? Li Qingzhao's dream +0. But now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded. Meng Haoran's Spring Dawn II. The empty mountain after the rain stands in the autumn evening.
(Wang Wei's Mid-Autumn Insect in the Mountain) 3. Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. (Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night) 4. There is no rain on the mountain road and the air is green and wet.
(Wang Wei's "In the Mountains") 5. Green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle. (Zhang "Fishing Songs") 6. Lying at night listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse glacier is a dream.
(Lu You's The Storm of November 4th) 7. A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way. (Du Mu's Qingming) 8. On a cold rainy night, Lianjiang people, Wu, sent the guests alone.
(Wang Changling's Parting Xin Jian at Furong Inn) 9. Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow. (Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er An Xi" Xi》) 10/0. The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy.
(Su Shi's Rain after Drinking on the Lake).
There is an urgent need to write a beautiful poem about rain, in a word,
1. But now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded. (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn") 2. The empty mountain after the rain stands in the autumn evening. (Wang Wei: Living in Autumn) 3. Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. (Du Fu: Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night) 4. It didn't rain on the mountain road, and my clothes were wet. Ma Tie Glacier is dreaming. (Lu You: The Storm of November 4th) 7. A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way. (Du Mu: Tomb-Sweeping Day) 8. A man named Wu sent his guests to Chushan on a cold rainy night. (Wang Changling: Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Inn) 9. Weicheng was drenched, and the guest room was green and willow-colored. It's rainy in the mountains. (Su Shi: Drinking clear water on the lake makes it rain) There is no need to ask for rain. -Zhang's "Fishing Songs" wet his clothes and his face was not cold and windy. -Monk Zhinan's "Jueju" It is also a light dust and a guest when it rains in Weicheng. Ma Tie Glacier is dreaming. -Lu You "The Storm on November 4" knows when it rains and when it happens in spring. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" has seven or eight stars, and it began to rain before two or three o'clock-Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon", now I think of that night, that storm, and I don't know how many flowers were broken. -Meng Haoran's Spring Dawn is Clear and Rainy.
3. Poems describing the beautiful mood in rainy days
Poems describing a good mood in rainy days are:
1, Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night written by Du Fu in Tang Dynasty.
Original text:
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.
Translation:
Good rain seems to pick the right time, arrival in the spring of everything. With the breeze, quietly into the night. Fine and dense, nourishing everything on the earth.
Thick dark clouds covered the fields and paths; Small lights, flashing fishing boats on the river look at the flowers with dew. Tomorrow morning, Chengdu will be full of flowers.
2, the Southern Song Dynasty Zhinan's "Jue Gu Mu Yin Zhong Short Account"
Original text:
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.
Translation:
I tied the boat in the shade of a tall old tree; Crossing the bridge with crutches, enjoying the beautiful spring scenery.
Mao Mao, the rain won't get my clothes wet. It floats on the gorgeous apricot flowers, making the flowers more brilliant. The breeze blowing on the face no longer makes people feel cold; It dances with slender green wicker, which is particularly embarrassing.
3. Autumn in the Mountain by Wang Wei in the Tang Dynasty
Original text:
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night. The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.
The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe. Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.
Translation:
After a new rain, my valley became quieter and quieter. As night falls, a cool breeze blows gently, which makes people feel more autumn. The bright moonlight reflected the pine forest, and the spring water gurgled over the stone.
There were bursts of laughter and laughter in the bamboo forest. It turns out that the washerwoman is back and the lotus leaves are floating. That's a fishing boat going down the river. Although the fragrance of spring has long gone, I am intoxicated with this wonderful autumn color and still yearn for a long stay.
4. In Tang Dynasty, Han Yu presented eighteen members of Zhang Shui Department in early spring.
Original text:
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.
Translation:
There is a continuous rain over the Capital Avenue. It is as delicate and moist as ghee. From a distance, the grass is faintly connected, but when you look closely, it looks sparse and sporadic.
This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring in the city of green willows.
5. In Song Dynasty, Su Shi wrote "Drinking Rain on Lake Chuqing (Part Two)".
Original text:
The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy.
If there are more dead beauties in the West Lake, C+ is so appropriate.
Translation:
On sunny days, the West Lake is full of blue waves. In the sunshine, radiant, beautiful. When it rains, the distant mountains are shrouded in misty rain, and their eyes are confused. The hazy scenery is also beautiful.
If the beautiful West Lake is compared to a beauty, then whether it is light makeup or heavy makeup, it can always set off her natural beauty and charming charm.
4. A beautiful poem about "Rain"
"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.
But spring rain is as expensive as oil and it rains in spring. Isn't it "good rain" ! A word "good" fully shows the author's happy mood when he sees the spring floating down. Three or four sentences spring rain comes with the breeze at night, quietly moistening everything, writing the role of spring rain, with delicate pen and ink.
In the last two sentences, I saw the flowers in Chengdu, and the early morning Jincheng was ruddy under the nourishment of the spring rain. Flowers are heavy because they are full of rain, and the feelings I write are also very profound. There is no word "hi" in the whole poem, but the joy is beyond words.
Han Yu's "Early Spring Rain": "The rain in Tianjie is 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 that the poet saw on the mountain road of Lingyan Temple (located at the northern foot of Yangshan Yang Tai 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."
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5. What are some beautiful sentences about rain?
1, the sound of rain is gurgling, like living by a stream, I would rather it rains every day.
It's raining, and I'm starting to miss you. I missed you so much that I got wet under my umbrella.
3. Rain is a broken poem, and poetry is a continuous rain!
4, the glass asked if the rain was tired, and the rain asked if the glass hurt.
5. It rains deeply on the river at night, so you can lean on Jiuquan, turn off the lights and sit in the dark, listening to the rain, and feel sad all night.
6, last night, the wind and rain suddenly started, and there was no need for residual wine for a deep sleep.
7. Spring water is brighter than the sky, and the painting boat listens to the rain.
8. Listen to the wind and watch the rain and laugh at the misty rain.
9. There are thousands of trees and stars in the easterly night.
10, the dead of night, the rain cooled, the wine was drunk alone, and I thought for a long time. Who knows, the wine woke up, the rain stopped, the wind was silent, and people woke up in the middle of the night.
1 1, there are swallows in Beilin, it rains and snows; The north wind is sad and difficult to fly; If you want to break the rain, why not? The north wind is blowing violently, and I will never leave.
12, I don't know who broke the heart of the rain, but it fell poetically in this rainy season.
13, year after year, the wind blows and the rain falls several times.
14, deep thrush, light thrush, cicada temples covered with clouds. Wushan is high, Wushan is low, and it is raining at dusk.
15, the wind sends rain, and the rain follows the wind. The Han dynasty flourished, and Shu Dao was connected, and Shu Dao was only connected with dragons.
6. Beautiful poems when it rains
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. Young people listen to the rain, young people listen to the rain, and the red candle is faint upstairs.
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, and will last until dawn before the next step. Han Yu's "Early Spring Rain": "The rain in Tianjie is crisp and the grass is far and near.
The most important advantage is that a year's plan lies in spring, which is better than a willow. In the south of Song Dynasty, the ancient trees shaded the short eaves, and rattan helped me cross the east of the bridge. The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold.
Qin Guan's "Huanxisha" lonely cold building. Silver hooligans are like poor autumn.
Looking back at the screen, the light smoke, the flowing water, the mood is faint. Outside the window, the flowers are dancing freely, just like in a dream, the rain is falling and drifting aimlessly, like melancholy.
Look again, the curtain of jewelry hangs on the silver hook at will. Don't be too strict The spring breeze leans against the green city, and the water town is cold and sunny in spring.
Drizzle wet clothes can't be seen, idle flowers fall to the ground and listen to silence. Sailing alone on the sunset river, the grass is green in Wan Li, Hunan.
If the host asks every acquaintance, Qingpao has missed the Confucian scholars today.
7. The more beautiful this poem about rain, the better.
1, 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.
2. Han Yu's Early Spring is an 18-year-old member of the Ministry of Water Affairs.
The rain in Tianjie is as slippery as crisp,
The color of the grass is close in the distance, but not at all.
The biggest advantage is that one spring,
It's better than the smoke willow in the imperial city.
3. Notes written by Li Shangyin to friends in the north on a rainy night.
June asked whether the return date has not yet been determined.
Autumn pool night rain rises.
When * * * cut off the western window candle,
But words in the rain at night.
4. Lu You's "Lin 'an Spring Rain Begins"
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.
On June 27, 5, Su Shi's Drunk Book at Wanghu Building.
Dark clouds can't hide the mountains.
Bai Yu jumped into the boat.
The wind comes and blows away,
Overlooking the lake, the water is like the sky.
6. Yang Wanli's Listening to the Rain
Last year, I returned to the ship to live in Yanling.
When the rain hit the awning, I heard the light.
Last night,
It's called the sound of a dream tent.
7. Zhao Shixiu's The Guest
It rains at home in Huangmei season.
Frogs are everywhere in the grass pond.
I can't make an appointment for midnight,
Knock the chess pieces at will and fall black and blue.
8. The rain in Jianmen Road.
Dust and wine stains on clothes,
Travel is everywhere.
Is this a poet?
Riding a donkey into the sword gate in the drizzle.
9. Li Qingzhao's Dream.
Last night, it rained suddenly and the wind blew, so I slept soundly and didn't consume wine. Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there. You know what? You know what? It should be green, fat and thin!
10, in liuyong
Cold and sad. The pavilion was late and the shower began to rest. All the accounts are not in the mood. I miss places and Lanzhou to urge me to send them. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk, chutiankuo.
Since ancient times, it is even more worthy of being left out! Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Yang Liuan, Xiao Feng and the waning moon. 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?
1 1, Dai Wangshu's rain lane
Holding an oil-paper umbrella alone
As if wandering in the leisurely.
Lonely rain lane,
Hope to meet.
One sample at a time.
A sad aunt.
She does.
Lilacs have the same color,
Fragrance is the same as Ding Xiang.
Ding Xiang is a kind of sadness,
Mourning in the rain,
Sadness and resentment seem awkward;
She seems to wander in this lonely rain lane,
Hold an oil-paper umbrella
Like me,
Like me.
Momo is gone,
Cold desert, sad and clear, melancholy.
She approached quietly.
Get close and throw again
Too much eye light,
She floated by.
Like a dream,
Sad as a dream.
Like floating in a dream
A fragrant land,
I passed this woman by;
She left quietly, left,
A crumbling fence,
Walk through this rainy path.
In the lamentation of the rain,
Fade her face,
Break up her powder room,
Disappeared, even hers.
Too much eye light,
Ding Xiang's melancholy.
Holding an oil-paper umbrella alone
As if wandering in the leisurely.
Lonely rain lane,
I hope to float over.
One sample at a time.
A sad aunt.
8. Poems describing the beautiful feeling of rainy days.
In Tang Han's "Early Spring is a member of the Ministry of Water Affairs, Zhang Shiba", the sky is raining and crisp, but the grass color is far away.
This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow. Don't listen to the rain through the forest, why not walk slowly singing?
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 chilly spring wind woke me up, slightly cold, but the hills were oblique.
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. Su Shi's "There is thunder in Youmeitang", there is thunder under the feet of tourists, and the dense clouds cannot 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. The west lake is like a golden cup, full of rain, almost overflowing; The rain beat against the forest in the lake, making people feel relaxed and happy.
Arouse the fairy spring to sprinkle noodles, pour the dumplings and sprinkle roses. Su Shi. Read the drunken book in Hulou on June 27th. Dark clouds turn over ink and fail to cover mountains, while white rain jumps over boats.
Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle.