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.
2. Chun Xiao-Meng Haoran
Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep.
How many flowers fall after a stormy night.
3. Drink the rain on Chuqing Lake-Su Shi
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.
4. Set off a storm-Su Shi
Don't pay attention to the beating rain in the forest. Mei sings a long whistle and walks leisurely.
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.
5. "Langtaosha? Late spring-Zheng Xie
The small building suddenly spilled the sound of the night window, and it rained and fell. Wet and clear.
6. Cold Spring-Chen
In February, Baling was windy, and the cold spring was not over.
Haitang blushed without hesitation and drizzled independently.
7. "Don't Say a Poem"-Liu Changqing
The spring breeze leans against the green city, and the water town is cold, cloudy 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 will miss today's Confucian scholars.
8. Sunny Rain-Wang Jia
Before it rains, flowers appear first, and after it rains, there are no flowers at the bottom of the leaves.
Bees and butterflies have climbed over the wall, but spring scenery is next door.
9. "Qing Ping Le Yu Qing Yan Ye" Feng Yansi
The rain is fine and the smoke is late, and the new pool is full of green water.
Shuang Yan went to the weeping willow courtyard, and the small pavilion painted curtains with high volumes.
Zhu Lan alone at dusk, southwest crescent.
Falling flowers blow with the wind, and Luo Yi is particularly cold in spring.
10. Look at the moon after the rain-Li Bai
The suburbs are cloudy, and opening an account is half a toad.
Wan Shuang, a river to practice horizontal.
When the mountain is white, the sea is high and then bright.
Out of pity, I sang like a fan until the fifth watch.