What are the ancient poems about rain scenes and expressing feelings about rain?

1. "Lovely Rain on a Spring Night"

Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty?

Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen.

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently.

The wild paths are all dark with clouds, but the river boats are only bright with fire.

Looking at the red and wet place at dawn, the flowers are heavy on the official city.

Translation: Good Rain knows the timing of rain, which is exactly when plants sprout and grow in spring. As the spring breeze falls quietly at night, it silently nourishes all things in spring. In the rainy night, the fields and paths were completely dark, with only the lights on the river boats flickering alone. At dawn, looking at the rain-moistened flowers, they were beautiful and red, and the entire Jinguan City turned into a world of blooming flowers.

2. "Night Rain Sends to the North"

Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty?

You asked about the return date but the return date has not been announced. The night rain in Bashan swelled the autumn pond.

Why should I cut off the candles from the west window and talk about the rainy night in Bashan?

Translation: You asked me about the date when I will return home. It is difficult to determine the date of return. It is raining heavily in Bashan tonight, and the rain has already filled the autumn pond. When can we hold candles and have a long talk together, telling each other how much we miss each other in the rainy night in Bashan tonight?

3. "In Early Spring, Zhang Shiba of the Water Department"

Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty

The light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, and the color of grass looks far away but not up close.

The best thing about spring is that it is better than the smoke and willows all over the imperial capital.

Translation: The fine spring rain on Chang'an Street is as smooth as crisp. From a distance, the grass is vaguely connected, but when viewed up close, it appears sparse. The most beautiful scenery of the year is the scenery in early spring, which is far better than the late spring when the city is full of green willows.

4. "Poppy Listening to the Rain"

Song Dynasty·Jiang Jie

The young man listens to the rain song upstairs, the red candle dims the tent. A young man in his prime listens to the rain in a boat. The river is vast, the clouds are low, and the wild geese are calling in the west wind.

Now I am listening to the rain at the foot of the monk’s hut, and there are stars on my temples. The joys and sorrows are always ruthless, every step of the way, until dawn.

Translation: When I was young, I listened to the rain in the singing tower, the red candles were lit, and the tents were light under the dim light. When I reach middle age, I am on a small boat in a foreign country, watching the drizzle, the vast river, the thin line between water and sky, and in the west wind, a lone goose that has lost its flock is wailing. Now, in his twilight years, with gray hair on his temples, he sits alone under the monk's hut listening to the drizzle of rain. Thinking of the joys and sorrows of the world, it always seems so ruthless. In this case, why should we feel emotional? Just let the rain outside the window drop by drop in front of the steps until dawn.

5. "Quequae: A short canopy is tied in the shade of an ancient tree"

Shi Zhinan of Song Dynasty?

A short canopy is tied in the shade of an ancient tree, and a staff and quinoa support me. Cross the bridge east.

The apricot blossom rain makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling it.

Translation: Park the boat and tie it under the shade of the ancient trees on the shore; walk to the east of the bridge with a cane and enjoy the spring scenery. The drizzle during the apricot blossom season kept falling, as if it was deliberately trying to wet my clothes; the breeze blowing on my face no longer felt chilly, and the green wicker danced with the wind, which was particularly light.