A collection of poems describing rain in summer

1. Wherever the world ends, wind and thunder are credited together. The sound of going away was urgent, and the remaining body was leaning against the building.

2. It not only relieves drought and heat, but also likes to save people. The sky and the earth are like steaming and wet, and the garden is like spring.

3. Weixia in April and summer in June.

4. The clear water is beautiful when the water is shining, but the mountains are also strange when the sky is covered with rain.

5. The strong wind blows with lightning, black clouds grow, and the sound of rain falls in the high forest.

6. Wheat ripens in the wind, and plum blossoms turn yellow in the rain.

7. The beautiful scenery is the last part of spring, and the clear cloud is the first of summer.

8. When the ground wind comes and blows away suddenly, the water below Wanghu Tower is like the sky.

9. During the yellow plum season, it rains everywhere, and frogs are everywhere in the grassy ponds.

10. The black clouds rolled over the mountains without covering the mountains, and the white rain dropped into the boat.

11. The sound of wind and rain at night makes you know how many flowers have fallen.

-Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"

12. Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen.

-Du Fu's "Spring Night Happy Rain"

13. Seven or eight stars are outside the sky, and two or three points of rain are in front of the mountain.

-Xin Qiji's "Moon over the Xijiang River"

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

-Tang Hanyu's "Early Spring Presents the Eighteen Members of the Water Department"

15. The spring tide brings rain in the evening, and there is no boat crossing the wild crossing.

-Wei Yingwu's "Chuzhou West Stream"

16 The apricot blossom rain makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face, which is not cold.

- "Quatrains" by Monk Zhinan of the Southern Song Dynasty

17. The rain hates the clouds, but the south of the Yangtze River is still called a beauty.

-Wang Yucheng's "Dian Crimson Lips"

18. Green bamboo hats, green coir raincoats, no need to return in the slanting wind and drizzle.

-Zhang Zhihe's "Fisher's Song"

19. The rain of apricot blossoms makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face, which is not cold.

-Monk Zhinan's "Quatrains"

20. The morning rain in Weicheng is also light and dusty, and the guest houses are green and willows are new.

-Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er Envoy to Anxi";