Poems with "Wind and Rain"

How many flowers fall after a stormy night. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" knows the rainy season and when spring will happen. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" There are seven or eight stars in the sky, and it rains before Zhongshan at two or three o'clock. -Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon" The sky street is crisp and crisp, and the grass color is far away. -Tang Hanyu's "Offering Eighteen Members of Zhang Shui Department in Early Spring" Spring tides bring rain late and rush, and there is no boat to cross the wild. -Wei Wuying's "Xixi on Chuzhou" is wet in clothes, apricot blossoms and rain, and his face is not cold. -Southern Song Dynasty Zhinan monk "Jueju" It rained at home in Huangmei season, and frogs were everywhere in the grass pond. -Song Zhao Shi Xiu's "Guest" is green and dripping, and there is no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle. -Zhang's "Fishing Songs" is wet, apricot blossoms and rain, and his face is not cold. -Yinan monk "Jueju" Weicheng is light and dusty in the rain, and the guest house is green and willow. -Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er An Xi" 480 Temple in the Southern Dynasties, how many towers are misty and rainy. -Du Mu's "Poems of Jiangnan Spring" lies in the middle of the night listening to the wind and rain, and dreams of iron horse glaciers. -Lu You's "The Storm on November 4" It rained in succession during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road wanted to die. -Du Mu's "Qingming" is sunny and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy. -Su Shi's "Rain after Drinking on the Lake", the mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs. -Wen Tianxiang's "Crossing a Lonely Ocean" hates clouds, and Jiangnan is still called a beauty. -Wang Yucheng's "Little Red Lip", butterflies both dance on the threshold, and the curtains are rolled up late to keep out the rain. -Mao Xizhen's "Qingpingle" flowers alone, swift flies. Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan! Clouds are darkened by rain, and streams are pale by fog. Sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is sunny but sunny. The dance floor was still there, but the heroes had already gone with the passage of time. Angry, leaning against the railing, resting in the drizzle.