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.
Spring rain also knows that the good season is coming, and it is necessary to pour mountains and rivers and moisten everything. Even at night, she falls quietly with the spring breeze, silently nourishing everything that grows in spring.
The field paths in the wild are shrouded in clouds, except for the boats by the river. When you see it at dawn, there will be countless red flowers. Inside and outside Jinguan City, there will be flowers and flowers, enjoying the spring.
Du Fu praised "rain" with a word "good" at the beginning of this poem, and then said that she "knows the season" by anthropomorphic methods, knowing that everything in the world needs to "drink water" to grow rapidly at this time, so it will not stop. The word "knowledge" in this poem is so vivid that no one may know it, but the rain actually knows it. It's really amazing. "Good rain knows the season, when spring comes." Two sentences have also become immortal.