A self-composed poem describing heavy rain in summer

The self-composed poems describing heavy rain in summer include:

1. The thunder and wind are blowing, the dark clouds are rolling and the rain is falling.

2. A wild goose flutters into the sky, and thousands of mountains are floating in the air. The rain has just begun.

3. Suddenly the sky gate released the water column, and the water flowed rapidly in the streets and alleys.

Sentences to describe rain in summer:

1. Dark clouds rolled in from the sky, and in an instant, heavy rain fell from the sky.

2. The silky drizzle fell from the sky. The raindrops were so small and the rain curtains were so dense, covering the mountains with white gauze like cicada wings.

3. Rain like mist, mist like rain, lingering incessantly. ?

Verses describing rain:

1. Su Shi of the Song Dynasty: "Drinking on the Lake after the First Clear Rain"

The clear water is good when the water shines brightly. The color of the mountain is also strange when it is empty and covered with rain.

If you want to compare the West Lake to the West, it is always better to put on light makeup and heavy makeup.

2. Song Dynasty's Lu You's "Working in a Strong Storm"

The wind is like a mountain, and the rain is like a river.

The house was leaking and the windows were making noise.

The black kite fell to the ground and died, and the chickens and dogs remained silent.

There is no refuge for old and sick people, and people are surprised when they stand up.

After three years of harvesting, everything will fail.

How can I make it happen? Worry is as much as plowing.

There is no color in the neighboring song, and the woman is in tears.

And draw a book on the shelf, Hong Fan recommends the Five Elements.

3. "Xianyang City East Tower" by Xu Hun of the Tang Dynasty

As soon as I go up to the high city, I feel sad for thousands of miles, and the willows are like Tingzhou.

The clouds in the stream are beginning to rise, the sun is sinking into the pavilion, and the mountain rain is about to come, and the wind is filling the building.

The green Qin Garden is under the birds at dusk, and the cicadas are chirping with yellow leaves in the autumn of Han Palace.

Passengers should not ask about what happened in those days. The water from the Wei River comes from the east of my country.