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.
The drizzle and rain in early spring
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.
This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.
Autumn rain sighs du fu
In the rain, white grass rotted in autumn, and the steps were colorful.
The leaves are covered with branches and feathers, and countless money is spent.
The cool breeze blows you in a hurry, fearing that you will find it difficult to be independent in the future.
The scholar's head in the class is blank, and the breeze smells sweet tears.
Li Chunyu shangyin
When spring comes, I wear a coat with a white lining, but I only think about the white gate city where I can't go.
There are two red mansions facing the cold, covered by rain, and a pearl curtain lamp shakes my lonely heart and goes home.
The long road ahead will be full of new hardships, and the residual clouds are still vaguely like dreams.
Why, I see a lone goose in a cloud three thousand miles away.
Li Xiaoyu shangyin
At first, it moved with the mist in the forest, and it was a little cool at night.
The window is cold, and the court is empty near the water.
On a rainy night, I remembered Yuan Jiu Bai Juyi.
It's sad on cloudy days, not to mention rainy nights.
There is a kind of rain that is the most bitter and tends to Tongzhou on Geliang Road.
Yudumu
Li Anyun took the plug and handed it to me, and the curtain invaded the lamp to send loneliness.
After a sleepless night, there are bananas outside the master's window.
Night rain du mu
On September 30th, it rained like autumn.
* * * How many people in Baiye have no reason?
A little cold dream, little sorrow.
Whether you listen to fishing songs or not, you will get wet and go back to the boat.
Yongyu Li Shimin
Clouds float far away, and rain overflows the river. Fly low and faint the mountainside, and scatter rocks at an oblique foot.
Beads are attached to leaves, and waves are reflected in the mirror. Liu Meng has increased the density of silk, including blowing and weaving.