Rain is a crushed poem, and poetry is a long stretch of Yungang
Yungang after the rain is full of water vapor, hazy and mysterious-
◢Give you a gift A dream of smoke and rain
Every year around the summer solstice,
Yungang is always covered with a layer of moisture,
In the mist of rain,
< p>Encounter a Yungang outside the Great Wall.In the alley
Many people will look forward to the rain in June. Dai Wangshu wrote a poem:
Holding an oil-paper umbrella, alone
Wandering in the long, long
and lonely rain alley,
< p>I hope to meeta lilac-like girl
with a sad and resentful girl
...
Alleys, oil-paper umbrellas, Girls
It seems that they have become the standard for rainy days in Jiangnan.
But in the north, in Yungang,
We may also encounter something else...
The rain in the north is full of emotions,
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The melancholy of late spring bursts out in June.
The patter of rain continues for a long time,
falling on the green tiles,
the rain extends into a colorful summer.
On the Bridge
Speaking of stone bridges, Bian Zhilin's "Fragmented Chapter" will immediately come to mind:
You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery,
People watching the scenery are watching you on the bridge.
The bright moon decorates your windows,
You decorate other people’s dreams.
When we stood on the bridge and looked at the scenery,
I wonder if the people on the boat also regarded you as the scenery?
In the misty and rainy Yungang,
Any corner will become a scenery~
The quiet path,
The rainwater flows along the cave The eaves were dripping, and
Tourists holding umbrellas hurried past.
This kind of quietness is different from the fireworks of the past.
Yungang is far away from the hustle and bustle at this time.
It is quiet but not desolate.
The baptism of drizzle makes everything refreshing.
The drizzle wakes me up,
Pedestrians are in a hurry,
So many stories,
In the smoke and rain on the balcony.
Some people come to Yungang,
just wait for a rain.