Does this fit the poet? Xiao Yu rides a donkey into Jianmen. ?——Lu You's "Light Rain on the Jianmen Road"
The spring rain broke the bridge and no one could cross it, so the small boat pushed out of the willow shade. ——Xu Fu's "Spring Tour to the Lake"
The light rain on the street is as moist as crisp, the color of grass looks far away but not up close.
——Han Yu's "Early Spring Presented to the Ministry of Water Resources Zhang Shiba Yuanwai (Early Spring Light Rain)"
It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road feel like losing their souls. ? ——Du Mu's "Qingming"
The apricot blossom rain makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling it. ——Seng Zhinan's "Quatrains"
As the rain passed, it gradually became subtle and reflected the sky like silk flying. ——Du Fu's "The Rain Never Ends"
The autumn wind blows thousands of miles away from the Lotus Country, and the dusk rain brings thousands of families to Xili Village. ? ——Tan Yongzhi's "Autumn Stay in the Xiangjiang River and Encountered Rain"
The wind and rain come one after another in autumn, and the same cloud appears in all the wastelands. ? ——Du Fu's "Autumn Rain Sigh"
Listen to the spring rain in the small building all night, and sell apricot flowers in the deep alley in the Ming Dynasty. ——Lu You's "The First Spring Rain in Lin'an"
The sound of heavy rain hitting the awnings. Startled by the dream. ?
But it was Chi He jumping into the rain. The pearls are reunited after being scattered.
——Yang Wanli's "Zhaojun's Resentment: Ode to the Rain on the Lotus"
The old man will not grow the basil, but the child will have no worries in the wind and rain.
The sound of rain brings early cold, making it difficult for wild geese to fly high with wet wings.
——Du Fu's "Autumn Rain Sigh"
It rains every house during the yellow plum season, and frogs are everywhere in the grassy ponds. ? ——Zhao Shixiu's "Invitation"
The wind drove the rain and sprinkled the high city, and the clouds pressed lightly with the sound of thunder.
After the rain, I don’t know where the dragon is. A pond is filled with green grass and thousands of frogs are croaking.
?——Liu Ji's "Heavy Rain on May 19th"
Many poets like to describe all kinds of rain, including heavy downpours and drizzles. I just like the days when it rains lightly, it’s not too cold, and the air still exudes the fragrance of earth.