What are the poems describing the rainstorm?

1, Yingnong Mulberry Leaf, Yinliutai.

2. Spring chives are cut in the night rain, and brown rice is cooked fresh in a special way. My host announced that it was a festival, and he urged me to drink ten cups.

3, Lan Yi falls, the screen is dark red banana. Dreaming of plum blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River, the night boat playing the flute and the rain rustling, and people talking about the post bridge.

4. The third song, the Yangtze River at sunset, invited me to return home. If you are interested in falling flowers, come and go by boat.

There is thunder under tourists' feet, so the dense clouds can't open. Shi's "Rainstorm in Youmeitang".

6, never hate, hate the end of the world. I don't know what the mountains and the moon are thinking. The water and the wind fall in front of me, swaying the Yun Lan and slanting.

7, the water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are rainy. The rain after Su Shi drank Chuqing Lake.

8. The drunkenness between heaven and man attracts mysterious wine and pours the incense into the flower root soil.

9. Jiangnan is good and the scenery is old; When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass. Can you not remember Jiangnan?

10, wet clothes can't be seen in drizzle, and idle flowers fall to the ground and listen to silence. -Don't Be Yan Shiyuan by Don Liu Changqing.

1 1, drizzle fish out, breeze swallows slanting. The city is crowded with thousands of people; There are only two Three Lamps District here, and it's free.

12, outside Tingchun City, Zhumen to Qinglin.

13, the depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice.

14, the porch window penetrates the first day, and the inkstone mat is dusty.

15, half-filled with spring water and flowers, misty rain is dark. (stone "Looking at Jiangnan, Transcendent Platform").

16, outside the forest, pigeons rest in the spring rain, and apricot blossoms flourish on the first day of the house. (Song Ouyang Xiu, Tian Jia).