Ask the great gods, do you have any poems about welcoming guests in autumn or autumn rain?

Shoulder is still awkward, don't blame me. Three nights of autumn rain, no one advised to drink. -Bai Juyi's Visit to Cui Eighteen in the Rain

In the rustling autumn rain, shallow pomegranate diarrhea. The jumping waves gradually changed, and the egret was shocked. -Wang Wei's "Luan Family Color"

The twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the tracts. If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year? -Su Shi's Mid-Autumn Festival Full Moon

The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs. -Wen Tianxiang's "Crossing the Ocean"

Successive rainy days, the four seas are barren, the same cloud. -Du Fu's Autumn Rain Sigh (2)

The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold. -Zhinan monk "Jueju"

The night will be over, I lie in bed listening to the sound of wind and rain, in a daze in my dream, riding an armored horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield. -Lu You's November 4th Storm.

The whizzing rain urged the early cold, and Hu Yan's wings were too wet to fly high. -Du Fu's Autumn Rain Sigh (3)