1, a note for a friend in the north on a rainy night, Li Shangyin.
When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi.
When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.
2, "Youchun Lake" Xu Fu.
A pair of swallows, when did you fly back? Peach branches on both sides of the river are soaked in water, and red peach blossoms are in bloom.
When the spring rain breaks, people can't cross the bridge, but the boat supports Liu Yin.
3, "Lotus Inn and Xin Jian Parting" Wang Changling.
Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan!
Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!
4. He Zhu's "Everything is not right".
Go through the gate again and you'll be fine. Like what? What is the difference? Wutong was half dead. After first frost, Bai Yuanyang lost her partner.
The grass is on the ground and exposed at the beginning. Old habitat and new growth. Lying in an empty bed listening to the rain from the south window, who will mend the clothes at night?
5, "Spring Rain" Li Shangyin. When spring comes, I wear a coat with a white lining, but I only think about the white gate city where I can't go. There are two red mansions facing the cold, covered by rain, and a bead curtain lamp shakes my lonely heart and goes home.
The long road ahead will be full of new hardships, and the residual clouds are still vaguely like dreams. Oh, I'm sending you this message, these jade earrings! I saw a lonely goose in a cloud three thousand miles away.
6, "Cold Food Wild Hope" Bai Juyi.
The crow makes the trees faint, and the Qingming cold food cries. The wind blows the paper money in the wilderness, and the spring grass in the tomb is green.
Pear blossoms reflect poplar trees, full of parting places. I don't hear the heavy spring crying, but the rustling rain makes people return.
7. "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" by 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.