Who knows the poem about spring rain?

Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night

Don du fu

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.

Spring Morning

Tang Meng Hao ran

In the spring morning, I woke up easily.

Birds are singing everywhere around me.

But now I remember that night, that storm,

I wonder how many flowers have been broken.

Yugezi

Tang Zhang He Zhi

Egrets fly in front of mount cisse,

Peach blossom and flowing water mandarin fish fertilizer.

Keywords green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber,

There is no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle.

When sending Yuan Er to Anxi

Don

Weicheng is drizzling,

The guest rooms are green and willow.

I advise you to drink more wine,

There is no reason to go out of Yangguan in the west.

Chuzhouxigou

Don Wei Wu Ying

Alone, pitied by grass and streams,

There is an oriole singing in the tree.

The rain brought by the spring tide comes late and urgently,

Wild crossing, no boat crossing.

Qingming Festival

Don Dumu

It rained a lot during my stay in Tomb-Sweeping Day.

Pedestrians want to die on the road.

Excuse me, where is the restaurant?

The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.

Early Spring in the Capital: Arriving at Zhangji

Tang hanyu

The rain in Tianjie is as slippery as crisp,

The color of the grass is close in the distance, but not at all.

The biggest advantage is that one spring,

It's better than the smoke willow in the imperial city.

Drinking in the lake is clear after the rain.

Su Shi in Northern Song Dynasty

The water is bright and clear,

It's rainy in the mountains.

In order to compare the West Lake with the West Lake,

Heavy makeup and light makeup are always appropriate.

Quatrain

Southern song dynasty guide monk

A short canopy under the shadow of ancient trees,

This stick helped me cross the east side of the bridge.

Wet by clothes, apricot blossom rain,

Blowing your face is not cold.