Poems describing thunderstorms

The wind blew in the clouds, and the weaver girl returned to her hometown. Andrew, soldiers are always looking!

It can blow off the golden leaves in autumn and bloom beautiful flowers in spring. Scraping the river surface can set off several huge waves in thousands of feet, and blowing bamboo can make tens of thousands of poles tilt.

The morning breeze is the morning breeze, and the forests in the north are gloomy. If you don't see a gentleman, you are worried about Qin Qin. How come? How come? Forget me a lot!

Xi Feng, He Yu. Give women fear.

Autumn wind rises in Bai Yunfei, the plants are yellow, and the geese return to the south.

Look up and down. Use Dewey. Instead of horses. Suddenly I went to the north. The wind will prevail forever. Think about the other side I hope to follow that bird. Fly south.

First frost is heavy, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and crazy red leaves fly up the stairs. The north wind does not hesitate to visit visitors in the south of the Yangtze River, and even breaks the window to blow off guest clothes.

When I first heard Zhuo Cave raging, I heard Ma Ben. The paper futon sits in the clear night, as if it were in Ruoye Village.

Clear light and smoke. Ramulus Cinnamomi flows askew, and apple leaves flutter in the breeze.

In autumn, the wine is also open.

When the wind rolls over the water, the trees are destroyed and people die.

At the end of the year, the wind blows, and the night is cold and snowy. But now I remember that night, that storm, and I wonder how many flowers were broken.

Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.

In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year.

There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future.

The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing.

The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold.

Mei Huang Shi, every family was flooded by rain, and the pond was covered with green grass and frogs.

An old man in the bank, wearing a green bamboo hat raincoat and a green raincoat, braved the wind and rain and fished leisurely. He was fascinated by the beautiful spring scenery and didn't even go home in the rain.

The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold.

Weicheng is also lighter than rain and dust, and the guest house is green and willow.

More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.

Lying quietly listening to the wind and rain, iron horse glacier dream.

The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy.

The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs.

Rain hates clouds, and Jiangnan is still called a beauty.

Pink butterflies are dancing on the threshold, and curtains are rolled up later in the day to drain the rain.

Jin Lei and Fu Xuan's miscellaneous poems are faint. Feel my heart and listen to the sound of non-cars.

Jin Fuxuan's Song of Thunder shocked Wan Li with thunder and excitement, and the universe touched the whole world. Who can manage without Liuhe?

Qu Yuan's Nine Songs Shan Gui

Thunder filled the rain, and apes chirped at night. The wind is rustling and the wood is rustling. I miss my son and I am worried. The ancients called electricity a defect.

The god of thunder and lightning, the hills collapsed, the stone gates cracked and leaked into the sinkhole. An impenetrable shadow, but now the sun and the moon illuminate a golden and silver terrace. -Li Bai's "Climbing Mount Tianmu in a Dream"

Twelve songs by Tang Yu. Xue Ju, according to Jing, death is the son ... Jing is the fourth "Liu Zongyuan"

The water is yellow and the fields are boundless. Negative Taibai, Teng Sirius. There is a bird cup standing with its wings spread out.

Before Hook Mouth decides, the giant is beside it. Angry and hungry, you can't do it Old men die,

The purple and bright bird's nest is rich in nutrition and flies high. Make a difference and raise the outline of heaven.

The column lacks signs and advertisements. Ghosts and gods help, and dreams are auspicious. Vilen went to the brain,

Fly. The stars are restored, and they are restored. The tide in the center of the water is very high. Running water is indisputable.

Water is pure and beautiful. From a spoonful to a thousand miles, it benefits people and things.

Liu Yuxi's Water of Sighing

The water is blue, and thousands of feet bottoms out. You can swim with the fine stones and look directly at them. If fierce wave rushes, how fast the arrow will go.

Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river flowing eastward.

On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth.

The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy.

From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake.

There is a water between Guazhou and Kou Zhong, and there are only a few mountains on both sides.

At sunrise, the river is full of flowers and flames, and in spring, the river is as green as blue.

People naturally hate water and grow in the east.

Peach blossom and flowing water mandarin fish fertilizer.

Peach branches on both sides of the river are soaked in water, and red peach blossoms are in bloom.

If the spring scenery is divided into three parts, two of them become dust, and the other part disappears when it falls into the water.

Running water is gone, and spring is gone.

White feathers float on the green water.

The shade of trees shines on the water and likes sunshine and softness.

A beam of tired sunshine spread out on the water.

Have you seen how the water of the Yellow River flows from the sky to the sea and never returns?

The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.

Sunset and lonely Qi Fei, autumn waters and sky are the same color.

The Millennium is frost.

The so-called Iraqis are on the water side.

The water in the rough waves is crystal clear and can hold my tassel, while the water in the rough waves is turbid and can hold my feet.

Peach Blossom Pond is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun!

If the mountain is not high, the fairy is famous, and if the water is not deep, the dragon has spirit!

The breeze blows gently and the water can't reach the surface.

The painted building faces Nanpu Cloud, and the bead curtain rolls up the rain in the western hills at dusk.

The autumn wind is bleak, Hongbo surges up and looks at Nanshan, and the mountain burns the mountain.

The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold. The Flame Mountain is hotter in June, and the Red Crossing is afraid of pedestrians. Cen Can

The sun is like fire, and the next moment is Wan Li Road. -Bai Juyi

At sunrise, the river is redder than fire. In spring, the river is as green as the south. -Bai Juyi

During the day, the beacon tower climbing the mountain observes and gives an alarm, and at night, the horse leads the horse to the riverside. Richie

It can only be extracted from the deep mountains after being struck by thousands of hammers. It regards the burning of the burning fire as a very common thing. -Yu Qian

Warm up the stove fire and scratch your white hair. -Bai Juyi

The ashes of the fire have died and the leaves have been sparse for ten days. -Bai Juyi

A new passenger ship came from North Korea, and the lake was a clean spring scenery. -Du Fu

At first glance, the fire cloud seems to be extinguished, and the dawn angle wants to be slightly brighter. -Du Mu

Back in the middle of the fire, the troops began to pursue. Chen Ziang