What are the poems about rainy nights?

Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night knows the rainy season, and spring is coming. 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. Note: ① is (n m 4 I): Just. ②_(qián): quietly. ③ Weight: rich and bright colors. ④ Jinguan City: Chengdu, Sichuan today. Wen Chunyu knows how to adapt to the season. When everything germinates and grows, it comes quietly at night with the spring breeze, nourishing everything slowly, quietly and imperceptibly. The sky is full of dark clouds, and the ground is also covered with dark clouds, and even the path is unclear, but the lights of fishing boats on the river are particularly bright. Until dawn, looking at the safflower soaked by drizzle, it looks particularly delicate and charming against the dawn. The flowers with rain and dew are full of Jinguancheng, which must be amazing. Lin 'an Spring Rain Season 1 Author: Lu You has been as thin as a gauze for many years, who let the riders in Beijing? 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. These years, human feelings are as thin as transparent gauze. Who asked me to ride a horse to live in Beijing? A person lives in a small passenger building. As soon as he hears the spring rain falling in the evening, the sound of selling apricot flowers will come from a deep alley tomorrow morning. Short paper with a pen across, writing cursive in my spare time, looking at the small white bubbles on the water when making tea at the window of the early rain. As a humble plainclothes, don't raise the sigh that dusty clothes will dirty my clothes, and you can go home when it is clear. Source: Red Dragonfly