There is a continuous rain over the Capital Avenue. It is as delicate and moist as ghee. From a distance, the grass is faintly connected, but when you look closely, it looks sparse and sporadic.
How many flowers fall after a stormy night. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"
It rained and rained last night. How many beautiful spring flowers have been blown down?
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night. -Wang Wei's Living in Autumn
After a new rain, my valley became quieter and quieter. As night falls, a cool breeze blows gently, which makes people feel more autumn.
Su Yu to rest, empty mountains and clear autumn scenery. -Li Duan's "Traveling with Wei and Jin Dynasties in Maoling Mountain"
The rain stopped last morning, and the air on the empty mountain was fresh.
The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. -Su Shi's "Drinking Two Rains on Lake Chuqing, Part Two"
In the bright sunshine, the water in the West Lake is sparkling and beautiful. On rainy days, under the cover of rain curtain, the mountains around the West Lake are foggy, and if there is anything, it is wonderful.
The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold. -Zhinan quatrains, short awnings in the shade of ancient trees.
Gently brushing people's faces, the warm wind with the fresh breath of willows is intoxicating.
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, Thousands of Miles of Yingying, Green Red"
There are temples full of cigarettes, and pavilions stand in the misty rain.
Weicheng is also lighter than rain and dust, and the guest house is green and willow. -Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er Shi Anxi"
Just after a shower in the morning, the acropolis felt dust and humidity, the air was fresh and the hotel was greener.
Rain in the east, sunrise in the east, said it was not sunny, but it was still sunny. -Liu Yuxi's "Two Zhuzhi Ci Poems, the First Part"
Sunrise in the east and rain in the west say it's sunny but sunny.
Living in a small building and listening to the falling spring rain, you will hear the sound of selling apricots in the depths of the alley early in the morning. -Liu Yuxi's "Two Zhuzhi Ci Poems, the First Part"
The Yangliuqing River is wide and flat, and I hear my lover singing on it.