Category: Seven-character quatrains
Author: Fan Chengda
The rain is steaming and the clouds are dark, and the courtyard is full of flowers.
Write a poem and take a pen under the north window to repay this time.
Poem title: Looking at the rain in August
Category: Seven-character quatrains
Author: Xu Ning
On the night of August 15 this year, the cold rain rustled.
If practice is frosty, where is Wu Shan?
Title: It rained on August 5th, written by Chu Yang on the stage.
Category: Seven-character Rhyme
Author: Yang Weizhen
There was no one knocking at the door, but The Upper Terrace, the staff member, was dragged.
The thunder started at the bottom of Gexian well, and the rain came from Huangfei Tower.
The loyalist was pleased with the good news, and the mountain man poured the wine into the white snail cup.
Who knows if poetry is good? Shandong Li Xun is brilliant now.
Title: On August 1st, light rain suddenly cooled down.
Category: Seven-character Ancient Poems
Author: Lu You
There is no sweat, clothes or breath, but I know there is such a fast wind!
The new coolness suddenly feels like it comes from the world, and the summer heat is really sweeping the floor.
There was just a light thunder over Linwu, and the rain had blown to the front of the curtain.
The more sick you are, the more carefree you are, and the more songs, poems and music you will be left with.
Title of the poem: Badong encounters light rain (1)
Category: Seven-character quatrains
Author: Lu You
Temporarily borrow Qingxi to accompany fishermen, and the sand surface is slightly rainy and wet.
From then on, the poem was in Badong County, not in the snow of Baqiao.
Title: Banana Rain
Category: Other
Author: Yang Wanli
Banana is happy when it rains. It keeps quiet all night.
The punch line is like a fly touching paper, and it sounds like a mountain falling into a spring.
You can hear it at 3: 05, and everything is silent.
Instead of letting the west wind stop raining, it is better to let bananas be happy and worry about themselves.
Bai Letian's Solo in the Rain.
Category: Five-character Ancient Poems
Author: Zhang Lei
Dismissed from office and lying in a poor lane, at this moment, what is the cloud?
After ten days of rain, the city people want to go boating.
The column foundation becomes a depression pond, and the tile ditch becomes a rainstorm flow.
Reluctantly, summer is gone, and cold things are forbidden.
The old man had enough sleep and sat up to comb his hair.
Ask the children to have breakfast, and the salary will be wet.
Wash my cup, no more shame.
Once drunk, everything is fine.
The title of the poem: White Horse, Tianjin, Shelter from Rain
Category: Seven-character Rhyme
Author: Sima Cha
Jin Shu Mix Hotel is empty, sitting and looking at the sparse leaves around the steps.
My hometown is thousands of miles away in Chu Yun, and the geese return home in the misty rain.
The disease of Zhangpu is easy to get old, but the book of Maoling is difficult to understand.
If fame is nothing, he will eventually go fishing in Xitou with Weng.
The title of the poem: Baishui Mingfu's uncle enjoys the rain.
Category: Five-character Rhyme
Author: Du Fu
My uncle's government is like this, and the ancients never replied.
The blue mountains are sunny and wet, and there is much white water and rain.
Prayer is neither ignorance nor happiness.
The drought in the Tang Dynasty was quite severe, and now I am drunk with string songs.
Title of the poem: Bao Gong's feelings of praying for rain
Category: Seven-character Rhyme
Author: Fan Chengda
In the late spring, Kamihara Turtle buried herself in a stove and smoked a prayer shrine.
Stir up clouds and rain on your feet.
The heartless plum dock is still red, and the rice fields are intentionally green.
When you open a door, you must be full of hope, and you are willing to do so all over the world.
Title of poem: rainstorm
Category: Five-character Ancient Poems
Author: Lu You
The wind is angry and wants to lift the house, and the rain comes like a shower.
A solitary lamp reflects the window, and a caged bird perches on the eaves.
The midsummer makes Fang Yanhe, and the autumn sound is sad.
It is rumored that a rising river broke something.
Title of poem: rainstorm
Category: Seven-character quatrains
Author: Wei Zhuang
There are many thunderstorms in Jiangcun in summer and sunny in the evening.
I don't know how deep the waves are, but now South Lake and North Lake are even.
Article 1: Rain
rain
Bit by bit, crystal clear.
Without embellishment or color.
A sad seat will make you a little cool.
A wisp of rain and a touch of affection
rain
Pouring down in strings and rows.
Wash away silt and muddy water.
The dripping heart is moist and smooth.
Keep moving forward in a hundred rivers.
rain
Clouds drift by.
Like a gray hat thrown on the ground.
Layer upon layer, landing heavily.
Be proud of your heart and attack the enemy with the air.
rain
Coagulation and freezing make things worse.
Pure white is lonely and cold.
pure and innocent
Pure and quiet, lie flat and worry-free
rain
Processing and curing are colorless and transparent.
The crystal lamp shines into my heart.
Crystal light folds out joy.
Crystal is silent and sincere.
rain
Elves roam the world.
It's raining and splashing.
The breath of heaven and earth is in the rain.
Disorderly singing and dancing
Article 2:
Yujing
My beloved rain scene is also very rich;
The patter and spring dream in front of the spring night window;
The sound of sharp raindrops hitting banana leaves;
Fog usually blows rain on the face;
Thunderstorms splashed by lightning—
But when it rains, I like it best.
It is gray, but transparent;
It contains a silent expectation.
From the clouds, I don't know where,
There was a clear birdsong.
Rain Lane (Dai Wangshu)
Holding an oil-paper umbrella, wandering alone in the long
Lonely rain lane,
I hope to see
A girl with a lilac knot.
She does.
Clove-like color,
Lilac-like fragrance,
Sad as cloves,
Sorrow in the rain, sorrow and hesitation;
She lingers in this lonely rain lane,
Holding an oil-paper umbrella, like me,
Silently like me.
Cold, sadness and melancholy.
She silently approached, approached and threw.
Sighing eyes
She drifted by like a dream,
As sad and confused as a dream.
Like a lilac garden in a dream,
I passed this girl by;
She left silently, left,
Arrived at the decadent wall and walked into this rainy alley.
In the lamentation of the rain,
Fade her color, dispel her fragrance,
Dissipate, even her sighing eyes.
Lilac is melancholy.
Holding an oil-paper umbrella, wandering alone in the long
Lonely rain lane,
I hope to float like cloves.
A girl with a grudge.
(My favorite place)