Listen to the ancient poems of the rain at night

How many flowers fall after a stormy night. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"

Living in a small building and listening to the falling spring rain, you will hear the sound of selling apricots in the depths of the alley early in the morning. -Lu You's First Night of Spring Rain in Lin 'an

The night will be over, I lie in bed listening to the sound of wind and rain, in a daze in my dream, riding an armored horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield. -Lu You's November 4th Storm.

Now listen to the rain monk Lu. The temple is full of stars. Sorrow and joy are always ruthless. -Jie Jiang's "Yu Meiren Listening to the Rain"

The spring water is greener than the sky, and tourists can sleep on the boat listening to the rain. -Wei Zhuang's "Bodhisattva Man, Everyone Says Jiangnan is Good"

Autumn frost flies late, leaving dry lotus to listen to the rain. -Li Shangyin's "Love Luoting in Cuizhou"

Lying in an empty bed listening to the rain from the south window, who will mend the clothes at night? -He Zhu's Half-dead Child, Re-crossing Nagato, Everything is Wrong.

It was raining on the plane leaves in the middle of the night, and the leaves were leaving. -Zhou Zizhi's "Partridge Day, When a little residual red is about to run out"