Beautiful poems by ancient people describing rain scenes

1. "Happy Meeting·The Forest Flowers Have Withered the Spring Red" by Li Yu of the Five Dynasties: The rain and wind have withered the spring red, and there is too much regret and helplessness.

The flowers in the forest faded away in a hurry. Helplessly, the cold rain comes in the morning and the wind comes in the evening. Rouge tears, stay drunk together, how long will it last? Naturally, life grows and hates water.

Spring red is the most beautiful thing in spring, but the cold rain and evening wind make the spring red wither too hastily, leaving the wind and rain unable to recover. This rain and wind are the poet's regret and helplessness.

2. "Red Dates: Wind and Rain" by Nalan Xingde in the Qing Dynasty: The wind and rain are delicate, bringing endless longing.

The wind is blowing and the rain is thin. No wonder spring sorrow is added slowly. If I can't remember clearly, I suspect it's a dream, but there's a curtain between me and the dream.

The soft wind is melancholy, and the thin rain is longing. Spring brings silky rain, and in the continuous breeze and rain, the poet unconsciously fell into the longing for his deceased wife. His thoughts were so hazy that he could not tell whether he was in a rainy scene or a dream.

3. "Huanxi Sand·Rain Drops Fall into the Sky and the Night Length" by Deng Su of the Song Dynasty: Raindrops drop on the sky and the night is endless.

The rain falls into the sky and the night grows long. The moon moves through the clouds and borrows the lonely light. Walk along the corridor alone with your thoughts. The heavy door is locked and unable to fly. How can King Mengxiang of Wushan survive? The pillow on the quilt is cold and fragrant.

The sound of raindrops on the empty stairs is desolate; the moonlight is pale and full of worries; inside the high walls and heavy doors, I pace slowly, alone and lonely. When will I see you again?