2. After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather comes late in autumn. (Wang Wei: "Dwelling in the Mountains in Autumn")
3. Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. (Du Fu: "Joyful Rain on a Spring Night")
4. There is no rain on the mountain road, the sky is green and people's clothes are wet, (Wang Wei: "In the Mountain")
5. Green bamboo hat, green coir raincoat, slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return. (Zhang Zhihe: "Yu Gezi")
6. Late at night, I lie down listening to the wind and rain, and the iron horse glacier falls into my dream. (Lu You: "There was a storm on November 4th")
7. It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road feel like they are dying. (Du Mu: "Qingming")
8. It's cold and rainy, and I come to Wu at night, and I see off my guests in Chu Shangu during the day. (Wang Changling: "Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Tower")
9. The morning rain in Weicheng brings light dust, and the guesthouses are green and willow-colored. (Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er Envoy to Anxi")
10. It is good when the water is shining and clear, but the mountains are also strange when they are empty and covered with rain. (Su Shi: "Drinking from the First Sunny and Later the Rain on the Lake")
The river is full of rain and the river is full of grass.
The mountain color is empty and the rain is strange.
The mountain rain is about to come. The whole building is full
After the rain, the sky is clear and the virginity is broken
But when it rains at night in Bashan
Lie down at night and listen to the wind and rain
Heavy rain falls Youyan
The white raindrops jump into the boat
A good rain knows the season
The sound of wind and rain at night
It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to Broken soul.
The fallen flower man is independent, and the light swift swallows fly together.
Seven or eight stars are outside the sky, and two or three points of rain are in front of the mountain.
The cold rain is coming down the river at night. Wu, Pingming sees off guests in Chushangu.
The clouds are green and ready for rain, and the water is sluggish and smoke
The sun rises in the east and rains in the west, and it is sunny but sunny
I can live my whole life in mist and rain
There is neither wind or rain nor sunshine
The chill is miserable. Facing the Changting Pavilion at night, the showers have begun to subside.
On the dancing pavilion and singing stage, the wind is always blown away by the wind and the rain.
I was so angry that I leaned against the railing and the rain stopped.
It was already dusk and I was sad alone, and it was even more windy and rainy.
Green bamboo hats, green coir raincoats, no need to go home in the slanting wind and drizzle
The red building faces each other across the rain, the cold beads and foil floating lanterns go home alone
A night in the small building Listening to the spring rain in the deep alleys, selling apricot blossoms in the Ming Dynasty
You asked about the return date, but the night rain in Bashan swelled the autumn pond. How can I cut off the candles from the west window and talk about the rainy night in Bashan?
In the morning rain in Weicheng, the dust is clear, and the guest houses are green and the willows are new
In the past, I went there, and the willows clung to them; now I come to think about it, the rain and snow are falling
Xi Xixi The valley wind brings clouds and rain
I lie down at night and listen to the wind and rain, and the iron horse glacier comes to my dream
The light rain in the sky street is as moist as crisp, the color of grass looks far away but not close
Listen to the spring rain in the small building all night, and sell apricot flowers in the deep alleys in the Ming Dynasty
In late autumn, thousands of families are raining, and the sunset is blowing in the wind on the balcony
The water is clear and the mountains are empty. The rain is also strange
Green bamboo hats, green coir raincoats, the slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return.
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Jiang Jie
The young man listens to Yuge upstairs,
The red candle dims the tent .
A man in his prime listens to the rain in a boat,
The vast clouds in the river are low and the wild geese are calling the west wind.
Now I am listening to the rain at the foot of the monk’s hut,
There are stars on my temples.
Sorrows, joys and sorrows are always ruthless,
One step at a time until dawn.
The only thing I can't forget is the past and present. The dusk mist and spring rain are crossing the maple bridge.
The rain is strong and the wind is good and evil, but don’t be tired of the thatched cottage being low.
After the rain, the grass is fragrant and the sun is setting. The apricot blossoms are scattered and the swallows are fragrant.
In the Four Hundred and Eighty Temples of the Southern Dynasty, many towers were in the mist and rain.
Last night it was windy and rainy. Heavy sleep will not eliminate the remaining wine. When I asked the person behind the curtain, I found that Begonia was still the same. Do you know? Do you know? It should be green manure and red skin.
The sycamore tree is also drizzled, and it rains bit by bit at dusk. This time, how can one, the word "sorrow" be so good?
The sycamore tree, the rain in the middle of the night. If you don't know how to leave love, you will suffer. Leaf by leaf, sound by sound, the air drips into the sky.
The spring tide brings rain late and comes quickly, and there is no boat crossing the wild river.
The apricot blossom rain makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling it. .
Winter thunder bursts, summer rain (Yin Yu, the word is this) snow
Rain and wind blow wildly at the end of March, the door is covered at dusk, and there is no way to stay in the spring.
After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather comes late in autumn.
Happy spring is gone, and it will rain at some time.
I can’t make up my mind all day long, crying like rain.
Drop the curtains, and the two swallows return in the drizzle.
In the yellow plum season, it rains every home, and frogs are everywhere in the grassy pond? 6?1?6?1?6?1?6?1
The jade face is lonely and tears are flowing down the stem, and the pear blossom is a spring belt Rain
The rain hates the clouds and is sad, but Jiangnan is still called a beauty. ——Wang Yucheng's "Red Lips"
Pink butterflies dance across the threshold, and the curtains are rolled up to let out the rain in the evening. ——Mao Xizhen's "Qing Ping Le"
Yulin Ling
The chilling cicadas are miserable. Facing Changting at night, the showers have begun to subside.
There is no trace of drinking in the Dumen tent, and the place of nostalgia and the orchid boat urge the hair.
Looking at each other with tears in their hands, they were speechless and choked. Thoughts go by, thousands of miles of mist, the dusk is heavy and the sky is vast.
Sentiment has hurt parting since ancient times, and it is even more embarrassing and neglected in the Qingqiu Festival.
Where will I wake up tonight, on the bank of willows and the waning moon in the morning breeze.
The passage of time should be a time of good times and good scenery. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them?
If you ask me how much leisure time I have. Yichuan Tobacco fills the city. Plum yellow Shiyu. .
The wind and rain send spring back, and the flying snow welcomes spring. The cliffs are already hundreds of feet of ice, and there are still beautiful flowers and branches
The spring is full of beauty, and everything is shining ------- ---An ancient Chinese Yuefu poem "Long Song Xing"
I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, the spring breeze in February is like scissors--------"Ode to the Willow" by He Zhizhang of Tang Dynasty
< p>The light rain in Tianjie is as moist as crisp, the color of grass looks far away but not up close.The most advantageous thing about spring is the smoke and willows that fill the imperial capital - Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty, "Early Spring Presented to Zhang Shiba of the Ministry of Water"