Peach and plum trees are in bloom. In the spring wind, after the autumn rain, the leaves fall to the ground. -Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow
In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year. -Xin Qiji's "Walking on the Yellow Sand Road in Xijiang Moonlight Night"
The cicadas in autumn are so sad and urgent, facing the pavilion, it is in the evening and a sudden rain has just stopped. -Liu Yong's "Yulin Chills"
Clouds selling rain Ji, colorful. -Wang Bo's Preface to Wang Tengting
The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs. -Wen Tianxiang's "Zero Ding Yang"
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi. -Li Shangyin's Notes to Friends in the North on a Rainy Night
The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. -Su Shi's Rain after Drinking on the Lake.
More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain. -Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring"
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night. -Wang Wei's Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains
Clouds collect rain and add waves, buildings are high and water-cooled and melons are sweet, and trees are shaded and eaves are painted. -Bai Pu's "Clear Sand and Summer"
Helpless, cold rain comes early and wind comes late. -Li Yu's Meeting Lin Huan, Flower Shed and Spring Red.
The night will be over, I lie in bed listening to the sound of wind and rain, in a daze in my dream, riding an armored horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield. -Lu You's November 4th Storm.
An old man in the bank, wearing a green bamboo hat raincoat and a green raincoat, braved the wind and rain and fished leisurely. He was fascinated by the beautiful spring scenery and didn't even go home in the rain. -Zhang's "Fishing Songs, Egrets Flying in Front of the Cisse Mountain"