2. There is no rain on the mountain road, and the clothes are wet-(Wang Wei: "In the Mountains")
3. Wu Yu's Lonely Chu Mountain on a Cold and Rainy Night-(Wang Changling's "Lotus Inn and Xin Jian Parting")
4, green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, oblique wind and drizzle do not have to be returned. -Zhang "Fishing Songs"
5, stained with clothes to wet apricot rain, blowing the face without cold wind. -Monk Zhinan's quatrains
6, Weicheng is also light rain and dust, and the guest house is green. -Wang Wei's "Send Yuan II An Xi"
7. Four hundred and eighty halls in southern dynasties, how many towers are misty and rainy. -Du Mu's "Jiang Nanchun Jueju"
8, lying at night listening to the wind and rain, iron horse glacier dream. -Lu You's The Storm of November 4th.
9, good rain knows the season, when spring occurs. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
10, seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three rains in front of the mountain ―― Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon
1 1, but now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"
12, it rains in succession during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die. -Du Mu's Tomb-Sweeping Day
13, the water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy. -Su Shi's Drinking Rain after Chu Qing on the Lake.
14, the mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs. Wen Tianxiang crossed a lonely ocean.
15, sunrise in the east and rain in the west, sunny but sunny on the road.
16, it is already dusk, and it is stormy.
17, chilling. The pavilion was late and the shower began to rest.
18, only don't forget that this time, the evening smoke and spring rain crossed the maple bridge.
There are many poems about rain, so I won't list them one by one.
2. Poems about rain, rain in May and June, can't be all poems, and beautiful sentences in prose also listen to rain. Jie Jiang teenagers are upstairs listening to the rain singing.
Love hurts and leaves since ancient times. It rains when plums are yellow.
-Bai Juyi's "Qiantang Spring Tour" surprised the moon bird. (Su Shi, Kongcui Wet Clothes ——— (Wang Wei: In the Mountains) Wu, a night walker in the cold rain, has no cold wind to blow his face.
Pedestrians on the road want to die, iron horse glacier dreams, and Shuang Yan is drizzling. (Wang Wei, the dusk is heavy, the chutian is vast and green, and the grass is green. There is no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle. -Zhang's "Fisherman's Song" is stained with clothes and wants to wet apricot flowers and rain; I want to come today, it's raining and raining, the valley wind is blowing, and the guest house is green and new.
This time. (Lu you, there is no plan to stay in spring: "in the mountains") 5. Green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle.
(Zhang. This should be a wonderful time after many years.
Wind and rain send spring home, flying snow welcomes spring. It's already a hundred feet of ice on the cliff, and there are beautiful flowers in spring, Budze. It rains in the middle of the night, and it's even stormy. In the prime of life, listening to the rain in the boat, snubbing the clear autumn festival: "November 4 is a storm") 7. It rains in succession during the Qingming Festival.
Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain. There is no chapter all day, and tears are pouring down.
Put down the curtains. Now listen to the rain monk Lu.
-Wang Wei's "Bird Watching Creek" Spring tides bring rain late and rush, and no one crosses the boat in the wild. -Wei's Xixi on Chuzhou is an ancient poem describing summer. Lotus leaves meet the sky, and the lotus leaves are infinitely bright, and the lotus leaves reflect the sun in a different color-Yang Wanli's Xiao Kan Jingci Temple Lin, Huangmei's home is raining.
Yu Meiren? . Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it.
Think about it, a thousand miles of smoke? It should be the green, fat and red phoenix tree. At dusk, bit by bit, it is plain and clear to bid farewell to tourists in Chushan-(Wang Changling, the east of the foggy stream is sunny, the west is rainy, the road is sunny but misty, and there is no wind and rain in life. All the accounts are not in the mood. I miss places and Lanzhou to urge me to send them.
-Du Mu's "The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival" is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy. -Su Shi's "Rain on the lake after drinking Chu Qing, the mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and beginning of autumn at dusk" (Wang Wei: "Living in Autumn") There is no rain on the mountain road, and the spring flows soundly: "Parting with Xin Jian at Furong Inn"). But now I remember that night, that storm: The Fisherman) 6. Lying at night listening to the wind and rain: Qingming) 8
(Wang Changling, Jiang Kuoyun's wild goose is called the west wind. -Mao Xizhen's "Qingpingle" is cold and sorrowful, and there are many towers of misty rain; ? Tears fell from her sad white face, pear flowers hated clouds with spring rain, and Jiangnan was still called a beauty.
-Wang Yucheng's "Little Crimson Lips" Both butterflies dance on the threshold, and the curtain rolls at night to drain the rain. If you ask how much free time you have.
After the rain, the grass is in the sunset, and the apricot blossoms are fragrant. There were many pagodas in the misty rain last night.
A deep sleep consumes no wine, and blowing your face is not cold. Wen Tianxiang's "Crossing the Lingdingyang after Rain" is an empty mountain, and its temples are full of stars. Its mountains are empty and rainy, and even who is told that it is lonely to bid farewell to Chushan in plain and bright, and it is illusory to see the scenery in dark clouds and rain.
There are many kinds of customs, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors-Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring Poetry" lies listening to the stormy night, dreaming of an iron horse glacier.
-Lu You's "The Wind and Rain on November 4" knows that the rainy season is good, and it happens in spring. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" There are seven or eight stars in the sky, and autumn colors stand at dusk, and two or three points before the rain, which is absolutely better than the smoke and willow of the imperial capital-Tang Hanyu's "Offering eighteen members of Zhang Shui Department in early spring" has three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and the duck prophet warms the river.
-Su Songshi's "Two Night Scenes of the Spring River in Hui Chong" is easy to know the east wind, and the oblique wind and drizzle don't have to be returned. At the railing, the romantic wind is always blown away by the rain. Be furious and rush to the crown.
-Yinan monk "Jueju" Weicheng is also light dust in the rain, which is more comparable, but the grass color is far away; ? Green hemp fiber, everything gives birth to brilliance-I don't know who cut off the thin leaves in the long song written by Han Yuefu, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond-Song Zhaoshi invited guests, why bother to hate when the fragrant flowers have gone, Xia Shu is just cute. Summer is new in the sound of cuckoo —— Poems describing autumn in the early Song Dynasty and famous sentences describing autumn: Lonely sunset, autumn water and sky are the same color —— Tang farewell preface, autumn Deng Hongfu knees. When I faced them from this villa, drinking my wine-Tang Li Bai's "Farewell Secretary of Xuanzhou Villa in August", the wind roared and rolled up my three hairs-Tang Du Fu's "Caotang was blown by autumn wind", red candles painted a cold screen, and small fans brushed fireflies. It's as cool as water day and night, lying and watching morning glory and Vega. Cold Smoke on the Waves —— Song Zhongyan's Su Mu House, an ancient poem describing winter. Just like the spring wind blowing at night, Snow White's Song of Farewell to the Field blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees, and Wu's Home scatters salt in the air, but if the catkins are blown by the wind. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.
-Jiang Xue is from Tang Zongyuan. Who cut a pile of snow on the flat ground into this kind of smallpox? -When Tang Hanyu Li Hua's two poems and six poems flew into the house and sat watching the bamboo turn into a beautiful branch-Tang Gaopian. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.
-Li Bai, "Drinking the bright moon alone shines on the foot of my bed, is there frost?" Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. -Li Bai's "Silent Night Thinking" went to the West Chamber alone, and the moon was like a hook. -Li Yu's "Meet You", the bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze chirps at midnight. -Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon" was a bright moon in the Qin Dynasty, closed in the Han Dynasty, and the Long March people did not return.
-Wang Changling's "Fortress" People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full of rain or shine. It was difficult to accomplish in ancient times. -Su Shi's "Water Tune" Jiang Nanan Spring Breeze is green, when will the bright moon shine on me? -Wang Anshi's "Boating in Guazhou" On a frosty night, Jiang Feng sleeps in the fire. -Zhang Ji's "a night-mooring near maple bridge" The bright moon is in the sky, and the horizon is endless.
3. Write five poems about rain: green bamboo, green hemp fiber, no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle. Zhang's "Fisherman's Song" got wet and his face was not cold.
Zhinan monk "Jueju" Weicheng is also lightly dusty in the rain, and the guest house is green. Wang Wei's "Send Yuan 20 th Century An Xi" is the 480 th Hall in the Southern Dynasties, with many towers in the misty rain.
Du Mu's "Jiang Nan Chun Jue Sentence" lies at night listening to the wind and rain, dreaming of an iron horse glacier. Lu You's The Storm on November 4th is a good time to know the rainy season and when spring happens.
Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night has seven or eight stars in the sky, and Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon was in front of the mountain at two or three o'clock, but now I remember that night, that storm and I don't know how many flowers were broken. Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" During the Qingming Festival, there were many rains, and pedestrians on the road wanted to break their souls.
Du Mu's Qingming Festival is sunny and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy. Su Shi's Drinking Chu Qingyu on the Lake has broken mountains and rivers, and his life has experienced ups and downs.
Wen Tianxiang crossed the lonely ocean, the mountain was empty after the rain, beginning of autumn at dusk (Autumn Life by Wang Wei), the mountain road was rainy and empty, and people were wet (In the Mountain by Wang Wei), and Wu and Xin Jian were sent to Chu on a cold rainy night (Wang Changling's Lotus Inn was separated from Xin Jian). Now I think of that night, the wind and rain, and I don't know how many flowers were folded. (Meng Haoran: Chun Xiao) 2. The empty mountain after the rain stands in the autumn evening.
(Wang Wei: "Autumn in the Mountain") 3. Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. (Du Fu: Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night) 4. There is no rain on the mountain road, and the air is green and wet. There is no need to go back to the green bamboo hat and green hemp fiber.
(Zhang: "Fishing Song") 6. Lying at night listening to the wind and rain, iron horse glacier dream. (Lu You: The Storm of November 4th) 7. A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.
(Du Mu: Tomb-Sweeping Day) 8. On a cold rainy night in Wu Man, Pingming sent a guest to Chushan alone. (Wang Changling: Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Inn) 9. The acropolis bathed in rain and light dust, and the guest house was green and willow-colored.
(Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er An Xi" Xi》) 10/0. The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. (Su Shi: Drinking rain after Chu Qing on the lake).
4. The poem about rain in summer is 1, with seven or eight stars on the horizon and two or three points of rain in front of the mountain.
From Song Xin Qiji's "Walking the Yellow Sand Road on the Xijiang Moonlight"
Original poem
Xijiang moonlit walking on Huangsha Road
The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches. The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance.
In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year. In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to the stream bridge.
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The bright moonlight swept the branches, scaring the magpies away from them, and the cool evening breeze seemed to hear cicadas chirping in the distance. In the fragrance of rice flowers, there were waves of frogs' cries in my ears, as if discussing that this year is a bumper harvest year. The sky is cloudy and starry, flickering, and there is a light rain in front of the mountain. The old thatched cottage is still next to the Woods of the earth temple. When the road turns the source of the stream, it suddenly appears in front of you.
When it rains in the lotus pond, it is autumn.
From Qing Dynasty Xiang Hongzuo's "Qingpingle Cool on the Pool".
Original poem
Qingpingle enjoys the cool by the pool.
Clear water and clear words, quiet people in the courtyard sell summer. Candle can't shake the curtain, and the bamboo shadow is half picturesque.
When you are drunk, you can help Sheng Tao. The cooked fan is cold and light. When it rains in the lotus pond, it is autumn.
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The water is quiet and cool, and the quiet people in the courtyard are enjoying the cool summer. The curtains are high, the light breeze shakes the candles in the room, and the bamboo shadow is reflected on the wall, like a beautiful bamboo painting. After getting drunk, I lay on a bamboo pole made of peach and bamboo, and fanned my hair gently with ten thousand fans. The shower in the lotus pond has passed in one go, and it will definitely be autumn wind tomorrow.
3, the wind blows the old trees in sunny rain, and the moon shines flat sand and summer night frost.
From Bai Juyi's Looking at the Xijiang River in Tang Dynasty
Original poem
Jiang Lou Xi Wang Zhao Ke
At night, looking east on the upper floor of the river, the sea is connected with the sea as far as the eye can see; The feeling of mountains and rivers is wide and long.
The city lights up around, and a galaxy sinks into the center of the water.
On a sunny day, the wind blows against the old trees, rustling as if it were raining; On summer nights, the moon hangs all over the ground, just like autumn frost.
Can we go to the river to cool off? Refresher than your cabin.
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At night, looking eastward on the upper floor of the river, the sea and the sky are connected as far as the eye can see; The feeling of mountains and rivers is wide and long. There are thousands of lights around the city and a galaxy is reflected in the middle of the water. On a sunny day, the wind blows against the old trees, rustling as if it were raining; On a summer night, the moonlight is everywhere, just like autumn frost. Can you come to Jianglou to cool off? It's really much cooler than your cabin.
4, the evening primrose is full, and I am drunk in the middle of the night.
From Dou Shuxiang's Sleeping with Cousins in Summer Night in Tang Dynasty
Original poem
Sleeping with cousins on a summer night.
The evening primrose is full, and I wake up drunk in the middle of the night.
The distant book cherishes He Zengda, and the past is bleak and inaudible.
All the children who went to Japan grew up, but their relatives and friends withered by half in the past.
The Ming Dynasty was a lonely ship, and I was worried about seeing the wine curtain in He Qiao.
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Wake up in the middle of the night, it is drizzling, and the fragrance of lilies in the yard bursts. Talk to my brother and write a letter to remind relatives and friends to take care in troubled times. I can't send it. Everything at home is bleak enough. Those children have grown up in the days when they left, and most of their relatives and friends in the past have died. Tomorrow morning, I will leave by boat alone. I can't help feeling sad at the thought of the blue wine curtain under the river bridge, because I'm going to say goodbye to my relatives there again.
5, there is no wind and new rain in the middle of the night, the moon is cold, and the dew welcomes the pearl into a round lotus.
From the Five Dynasties Yan Xuan's Ding Fengbo Heavy Sailing Shadow on the River
Original poem
In the storm, the river is heavy and the sails are heavy.
The river is heavy, the sails are shaded and the fish swim in the cold wave at night. At the ferry, Bai Niao flies, smoke billows, and fishing songs are hidden in the depths of reed flowers.
The boat is short to Lanpu, and people go, and the bamboo path is rustling through the green sand. There is no wind and rain in the middle of the night, the moonlight is cool, and the dew meets the beads and becomes a round lotus.
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The river is deep, and the shadow of the sails is across it. Fish in the water swim in the cold river waves from morning till night, and Bai Niao flies in pairs at the ferry. Clouds are everywhere, fishermen are singing fishing songs and hiding in the depths of reeds. Row the boat back into the water with blue grass, and people left like this. The bamboo forest on the path is constantly rattled by the wind, and the road is covered with blue sedges. Late at night, the wind stopped and the rain stopped. The moon shines in the cold sky, and dewdrops roll into the lotus leaves one by one.
5. Poems about Rain 1, Qingming
Author: Du Mu
A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.
Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.
2. Break up with Xinjian at Furong Inn
Author: Changling Wang
Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan!
Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!
3. Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night
Author: Du Fu
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
The wild path is dark, and the river is bright.
Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
4. A short message to a friend in the north on a rainy night.
Author: Li Shangyin
When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi.
When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.
5. Drink two songs of Chu Qingyu in the lake. Second.
Author: Su Shi
The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. (Meng)
If there are more dead beauties in the West Lake, C+ is so appropriate. (light makeup and heavy makeup: heavy makeup and light makeup)
6 th, storm, March 7 th
Author: Su Shi
On March 7th, it was raining on Shahu Road, and all the servants with rain gear left. The same people felt embarrassed, but I didn't think so. The rain gear comes first, and the peers are in chaos. I didn't know it at first, but when I found out, I pretended to use this word.
Don't pay attention to the beating rain in the forest. Mei sings a long whistle and walks leisurely. Bamboo poles and sandals are more dexterous than riding horses. What's to be afraid of? A raincoat and hemp fiber, despite the wind and rain, still live my life.
The coolness of spring breeze awakens my wine, and the cold begins to be cold, and the peak of the sun is the sun, but it is satisfied in time. Looking back at the place where I met the wind and rain, going back, for me, there is no wind and rain, but it is still sunny.
On June 27th, I got drunk in Wang Hu Building.
Author: Su Shi
Clouds poured out and poured down like ink, but a mountain range was exposed on the horizon, bright and fresh, and the splashing water was like white pearl gravel, splashing on the boat.
Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle.
8. In early spring, member Zhang Shiba of the Ministry of Water Resources/early spring drizzle/early spring
Author: Han Yu
There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future.
This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.
9. Make an appointment/have an appointment
Author: Zhao Shixiu
Mei Huang Shi, every family was flooded by rain, and the pond was covered with green grass and frogs.
It's past midnight, and the invited guests haven't come yet. I tapped the chess pieces bored and shook the wick of an oil lamp.
9, quatrains, ancient wooden shade short awning
Author: Machilus chinensis
The shade of ancient wood is a short awning, and the stick thistle helps me cross the east of the bridge.
The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold.
10, the first night of spring rain in Lin 'an
Author: Lu You
In recent years, officials are interested in a thin layer of gauze. Who will let me take a bus to Kyoto to visit this bustling city?
Living in a small building and listening to the falling spring rain, you will hear the sound of selling apricots in the depths of the alley early in the morning.
Slowly spread out small pieces of paper sideways, every word is organized, carefully boil water and tea under the sun window, skim it and try to taste famous tea.
Oh, don't sigh that the dust in Kyoto will stain the white clothes, and there is still time to return to the mirror house in Lake Ubak.
6.5 Poems Describing Rain Poems Describing Rain: Good rain knows the season, and it happens in spring.
-Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night There were seven or eight stars in the sky, but it rained for two or three minutes in front of the mountain-Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon, but now I think of that night, that storm, and I don't know how many flowers were broken. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" It rains in the Qingming period, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.
-Du Mu's "The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival" is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy. -Su Shi's poem describing snow in "After Drinking Chuqing Lake": "Jueju" Tang Du Fu's two orioles sing green willows, and a line of egrets go up to the sky.
My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to the eastbound ships. Look at the snowy peak of Mount Zhongnan, Tang Zuyong, and see how Mount Zhongnan soars into the sky.
After the snow in Chu Qing, the afterglow of the sun shone from the forest. It was late, and Chang 'an was even more chilly. Jiang Xue Liutang Zongyuan Mountain has no birds, and a thousand paths have no footprints.
A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice. A suggestion for my friend Liu Tang Bai Juyi: There is a ray of green in the old bottle and a trace of red in the static furnace.
It feels like snow outside at dusk. How about a glass of wine inside? . "Plum Blossoms" Wang Song Anshi counted several plum blossoms in the corner, and hanling opened them alone.
I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming. In the early morning, after a few faint spring thunder, it rained for the first time since the beginning of spring.
In the twilight, the rain slowly falls. Layers of rain clouds covered the rising sun.
In a short time, the scenery near and far was shrouded in mist and rain. After breakfast, although the rain didn't stop, it didn't rain again, and it was still dripping.
I picked up my umbrella and walked out of the house. The rain is really small, dripping, unlike rain, like fog, and the world in front of us is blocked in the rain as dense as a pearl net.
Looking into the distance, streets, buildings, pedestrians, leaving only a vague corridor. There were several deep thunders in the sky, and the rain seemed to be pushed up for a while.
However, after a while, it was small again. I walked into the rain and fog, and suddenly, a fresh and cool feeling penetrated my whole body.
Raindrops are cold when they hit your body, but somehow there is a moist and warm smell in the air, as if to report the news of spring. The spring rain is falling, and the withered branches of trees are faintly green. Rain drops on the treetops, turning into strings of water-like notes.
The ground is also wet a lot, emitting a refreshing fragrance. Grass also sneaked out of the ground and began to weave green carpets.
It rained heavily in the spring rain. It gently awakens the earth, quietly takes away the cold, and slowly soothes the wounds of trees in winter. Spring rain washes away the remnants of winter, and everything wakes up under the spring breeze and grows under the nourishment of spring rain.
What a magical spring rain. Both hazy and clear.
It covers everything with an ethereal gauze and washes everything fresh and bright. My mood seems to have been washed and polished by rain, and a clear and cheerful feeling is growing.
The whole world is like a newborn baby, as if everything has started all over again, the tree is new, and the new tree is covered with green buds; Grass is new, new and delicate; Flowers are new. They are in bud. Even the mood is new, and there is only a refreshing and pleasant feeling in my heart.
Through the misty spring yarn woven by soft rain silk, I looked at the pedestrians who were holding umbrellas and eager to hide from the rain, and I couldn't help thinking: Why do you want to hide? Let our body and mind feel the coolness brought by this spring rain together. So I put away my umbrella and walked into the rain. Tiny raindrops hit me, and I didn't feel cold at all, only a kind and fresh feeling ... when I came to school, the rain had stopped.
Everywhere is fresh and bright, and the scenery of nature is washed so beautifully. I inadvertently looked back and seemed to see a very pale rainbow. It's not clear, but it's discernible. But when I looked intently, it was gone and disappeared without a trace.
In the sky of Chu Qing, only a few white clouds are floating around ... ""Tick-tock, tick-tock ... "There was a spring rain in the sky, probably because the fairy in the sky accidentally knocked over the glass and the nectar in the glass spilled on the ground. The metaphor is particularly vivid. Under the nourishment of the spring rain, the grass took a bath and became greener.
The grass grew quickly and soon covered the grass. "sasha vujacic, sasha vujacic ..." The rain gradually weakened.
Swallows are veritable messengers of spring, and their black feathers are as smooth and beautiful as black satin. A pair of light and flexible wings, white fluff on the abdomen, and black and white on the body are particularly eye-catching.
Coupled with the scissors-like tail, the swallow is even cuter. (Swallow's description is very detailed) The rain stopped, and Sun's father quietly brushed away the misty fog ("quietly" is used well), showing his red face. He looked down at the earth (there are many kinds, and it is more accurate to use "looking down" here) as if he were enjoying the beautiful scenery.
There are seven colors of rainbows faintly visible in the sky. "Red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, who will dance in the sky with color training (proper quotation will add a lot to the article)?" The outermost layer of the rainbow is red, yellow, green and cyan ... the innermost layer is purple. The colors are connected harmoniously, and the shades are appropriate, just like the colorful exercises thrown by the fairy from the air.