Like smoke flying in the desert, it seems wet and sad.
The grass looks dull, and the flowers want to be low at dusk.
Xiao Tingzhong sent brocade mud early.
2. Chun Yu Qun took time to look at flowers yesterday, and it rained again today.
The world is like rain, and Mo Aifang is wet at the front of renewal.
3. In the spring rain, Downing Shang Huashi was bored to see the continuous drizzle, and the clouds plunged into the water and destroyed the embankment.
Yesterday, the spring breeze was on the road, and poor Jin Hong threw mud in vain.
4, spring rain is like frost, Tang Yuli gathers light dust, wet wild spring.
The thin light adds weight to the willow, and the quiet spots splash evenly.
The bleak scenery is gloomy and gloomy.
Go back to the low-flying butterfly wings and talk about birds coldly.
Sprinkling yue destroys residual snow, blowing rivers and overlapping apples.
Dongcheng and Shimo, what's new after sunny days?
5. Spring Rain Tang Li Shangyin Spring has come, and I am lying in bed in a white coat, thinking only about Baimancheng, where I can't go.
There are two red mansions facing the cold, covered by rain, and a pearl curtain lamp shakes my lonely heart and goes home.
The long road ahead will be full of new difficulties, in the middle of the night, the interval of short dreams.
Oh, I'm sending you this message, these jade earrings! I saw a lonely goose in a cloud three thousand miles away.
6, spring rain Tang Xue can light, shock to reflux.
If there is a hole in the distance, it is like a mountain.
Many good things grind between Kun, Feng and bamboo trees.
Meditation comes to the desert, and sorrow is full of firewood.
Wet and dust-free, picky and touching his face.
Who knows that the path is lush, but it is still idle.
7. Spring rain in the late Tang Dynasty, Tang Yan Qian, the stranger comes to rain at night, and the spring building is cold.
Far-away guests greet the birds, and the noise separates the warblers.
I hate opening the blue room, but I have nothing to say to Li Xi.
The flowers are muddy and swaying, and the willows want to hang down the embankment.
The lamp stuns the fish, and the incense burner swallows the musk deer umbilical cord.
Don't underestimate the cranes in the north, dreaming of being chickens in the south.
Enter the house and invade Luobo, and take the eaves to embellish embroidery.
Xinfeng tree has been lost, and long grass is in full bloom.
Butterflies are still dancing in the cold wind, for fear that the Wu family will not live.
In the horse embankment, but afraid of spring mud.
8. At the end of the spring rain and Tang Dynasty, Wu was lonely and dark, spring came, and emerald was renewed.
Cold enters greasy hair and sleeps, and fine dust follows the oil wall.
Li Anyun is like weaving geese, and it is a good gift to bring willow crows.
Don't be lonely, there are flowers scattered on the moss.
9. From the late Tang Dynasty to the Five Dynasties, Miracle had to spread like a paste, smelling mines first.
Yunlong can afford it, and the wind power will come soon.
Go to farming mulberry fields, go to Yangliutai.
Who keeps the sunshine warm, there are peonies in the court.
10, the spring rain in the Northern Song Dynasty, Tian and Leng Yun turned into spring, coming like dawn and fog flying like flies.
When writing, let the grass get wet first, and the air will be full and the green hills will dance.
The trees in Yingcun should be blown all over, and the eaves of honeymoon are still very thin.
Prime Minister's congratulations after the shift, the sand embankment is full of willow color.
1 1, Shao Yong in the Northern Song Dynasty, The Spring Rain is as thin as silk.
How to make everything prosperous?
12, Spring Rain, Northern Song Dynasty, Peng, March, Jianghuai is new, and the wind and rain frustrated Fang Chun.
Wild floating willows droop, and dark damaged branches are annoying.
A thousand people know that there is hope, and Jianghu Wan Li likes Tianjin.
Don't let it go to China, * * * about new sunny drunk green.
13, the spring rain turned cloudy in Nanshan, Zhang Lei in the Northern Song Dynasty, and the night rain returned to Dan.
It rained late, and it was a mess.
It's cold on cloudy days and charcoal behind closed doors.
The official court is full of grass and trees, and the mountain official has dispersed at noon.
Looking at the scenery, I have been thinking about this spring for half a year.
Yesterday, cherry blossoms fell like graupel.
The weather can't stay forever, it's a sigh.
You should just eat, drink and be merry. This plan is the best.
The gentry tied me up and I was embarrassed to travel.
When you have a cabin, you can do anything you want.
14, Spring Rain In the Northern Song Dynasty, Zhang Lei's spring rain refused to clear up, and the spring clouds were flat with the ground.
There are many rafters on the mountain, and the eaves lean day and night.
I wish I was drunk and didn't wake up.
The garden flowers know that they are dying, and the canal floats red and English.
This year, I was poor to the bone and gaunt.
Flowers can't come out, and the wind and rain cover the firewood.
When you learn from yourself, everything is bright.
Only cherish the spring, and never forget the affection of children.
What can I do if I disagree? Try to support yourself.
Although there is no pull in the past, there is no journey in the future.
Suddenly I remembered Zu Yan Gong, Mei Sentence and Emperor Geng.
It is advisable to eat cold food this year and adjust it to Qingming next year.
15, Spring Rain, Northern Song Dynasty, Zhanglei Wave, Wave, eaves, rain, day and night.
The moss grows on an empty corridor, and the snail saliva has four walls.
Go out with nowhere to go and live in a cage.
Call pigeons in the forest, complacent.
The flowers in the forest sweep the remaining posture, and the beauty is high.
After a long journey, everything in spring will rest.
What is the desire to feel? Get drunk and send it sooner or later.
New bamboo shoots wear mud, and new white is wrapped in purple.
Spend some time talking with women and children and eating in the fields.
Will come back tomorrow, carelessness has become an addiction.
16, in the spring rain of the Northern Song Dynasty, a seagull fell from time to time outside the flower in the hilly land of Zhou Bangyan.
If you want to test how much it rains in spring, you can go back to the boat when the wild pond is flooded.