Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
A hundred flowers rot in the rain, and the next step is bright colors.
The leaves are covered with branches and feathers, and countless money is spent.
Because of the continuous autumn rain, crops and plants are rotten, but cassia seeds under the steps of the house grow well and have bright colors.
2. Tomb-Sweeping Day
Tang Dynasty: Du Mu
A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.
Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.
During the Qingming Festival in the south of the Yangtze River, the drizzle drifted one after another, and all the passengers on the road were down and out. Where can local people buy wine to drown their sorrows? The shepherd boy just smiled and pointed to Xinghuashan Village.
3. Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
Good rain seems to pick the right time, arrival in the spring when everything is born. With the breeze, quietly into the night. Fine and dense, nourishing everything on the earth.
4. "Klang Ganzhou, sprinkle river rain"
Song Dynasty: Liu Yong
Facing the rain from the sky, a piece of washed autumn scenery on the river is particularly cold. The bleak frost wind is tight, the river surface of the mountains and rivers is deserted, and the setting sun shines on the tall buildings.
Red flowers wither everywhere, and all the beautiful scenery gradually disappears. Only the surging Yangtze River flows eastward silently. ?
Without the heart to climb the distance and overlook the distant home, it is difficult to gather the desire to go home. Sighing where these years have gone, why do you have to stay in a strange land for a long time?
I want beautiful women to dress up, miss a few times, and return home. Know me, lean against the railing, I'm worried!
Facing the drizzly dusk, the rain fell from the sky on the river, and autumn scenery was particularly cold after some rain washing. The bleak frost wind is as tight as a moment, and the mountains and rivers are barren and depressed, and the afterglow of the sunset shines on the tall buildings. Everywhere, the red flowers wither, the green leaves wither, and all the beautiful scenery gradually fades. Only the surging Yangtze River flows eastward quietly.
I can't bear to climb high and look far, looking at my hometown in the distance, and my desire to go home is hard to put away. Sighing where these years have gone, why have you stayed in a foreign land for a long time? Thinking about beauty, I looked up at the gorgeous upstairs, and how many times I mistook the boat from afar for the boat that my sweetheart came home. How could she know that I was leaning against the railing, and my mind was so deep?
5. Rain in the mountain village
Tang Dynasty: Wang Jian
One or two chickens crow in the rain, and Zhuxicun Road leans against Banqiao.
Mother-in-law called a silkworm bath and watched gardenias in the atrium.
There is a crow in the rain, and one or two families can be seen faintly in the mountain village. On the village road above Zhuxi, a slab bridge is oblique. Mother-in-law and daughter-in-law call each other and choose silkworm eggs together. Only gardenias are in bloom, swaying in the courtyard alone.