Excerpts from the original text:
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.
Interpretation: When you ask about the date of return, it is hard to say clearly. A night of heavy rain in Bashan filled the autumn pool. When to go home, * * * cut the candle flowers in the west window and tell them face to face what it's like to rain late.
2, Tang Bai Juyi "Rain at Night"
Excerpts from the original text:
Crying early, I rested again, and the residual light went out again.
Through the window, you know that it rains at night, and bananas speak first.
Interpretation: When the cricket stops, the light goes out and lights up. Through the window, I knew it was raining at night, because it rained early and fell on the banana leaves.
3. Feng Chang 'an Night Rain
Excerpts from the original text:
The stagnant rain clears up overnight, and all troubles are like grass rain.
It is difficult to understand Guan Guiyu's heart, and the stormy dream is also surprising.
Crows can't fly away when the trees are crushed, and it's cold, wet and silent outside the window.
At that time, my ambition was exhausted, and my white hair added four or five stems.
Interpretation: The continuous rain lasts from night to dawn, and all kinds of sorrows grow like weeds in the rain. How can God know that I am worried about Guimi? I will wake up in my dreams. The early crows gathered in the branches didn't fly away, the cold dew was wet, and the muffled drum that reached the window couldn't be heard clearly. All the ambitions of the year were gone, only four or five white hairs were added.
4. Tang Guanxiu's Rain at Night.
Excerpts from the original text:
It rains at night, the grass is wet, and it is cool and mixed with dead wood.
Talking about Zhu Xian's poems, you can't cut the jade without cutting it.
Interpretation: The rain at night wet the grass on the mountain, and a refreshing sound came from the dead wood. Singing Buddhist scriptures when you have nothing to do is more beautiful than the sound of the world of mortals hitting jade.
5. Don Li Duan's "Listening to the Rain at Night to Send Lulun"
Excerpts from the original text:
Wen Jun stayed in Lindong that night, and he heard several voices in the lotus pond.
Commentary: I heard that you slept in Lindong tonight and could hear frogs in the lotus pond.