Dark clouds can't cover mountains, but white rain jumps over boats. Which poem is it from?

Hello.

On June 27, drunk book Wanghu Building, Su Shi.

Original: Dark clouds cover the mountains, while white rain jumps over the boat. Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle. Release the fish and turtles one by one, and the ownerless lotus blooms everywhere. The water pillow can make the mountain pitch, the wind and the boat untie and the moon return. No matter what money it is, Wuling white cockroaches are stuck in vegetables. Suddenly, I remembered to taste a new spiritual point of view. I stayed in the river and had a meal. Mulan, the girl who sent flowers, was radiant, the drizzle was oblique and wet and green. Infinite Zhou Fang was born in Du Ruo, but Wu Er didn't know what Chu said. If you don't have a chat, you can get a long time of leisure and win a temporary leisure. I feel more secure when I am homeless, and there are no such good lakes and mountains in my hometown.

Dark clouds surge up, just like splashing ink, but a mountain is exposed on the horizon, bright and fresh, and the splash caused by heavy rain is like white beads and gravel, splashing on the boat. Suddenly, the wind swept in and dispersed the dark clouds all over the sky. The water in the West Lake was as blue as a mirror, bright and gentle. The released fish and turtles run after people, and I don't know who is planting lotus flowers everywhere. Lying on the pillow in the boat, you can feel the mountains swaying, and the boat drifting with the wind knows that it is touching the moon. Wuling and Bai Rong, who grew up in the lake, don't have to talk about money. The carved glutinous rice in the water is like being wrapped in a green plate. I suddenly remembered eating a new valley in Huilingguan. If you want to stay on the river, you need to eat more and take care of yourself. Lotus pickers in Lanzhou picked the lotus on the lake and gave it to tourists. Their heads were wet in the drizzle and oblique wind. The grassy continent is full of herbs. How do these lotus pickers know each other? If you can't live in seclusion in the mountains, you should be an idle official for the time being, so that you can get long-term leisure instead of temporary leisure. I don't have a home. Where can I go if I don't live here? In addition, even in my hometown, there are no beautiful lakes and mountains like here.

You can read it directly and translate it into a diary, which is an ancient narrative poem, or "diary poem" in plain English.

I hope I can help you. Thank you. I hope it will be adopted.