ancient times
Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan! Wang Changling broke up with Xin Jian at Furong Inn.
Outside the window, the flowers are dancing freely, just like in a dream, the rain is falling and drifting aimlessly, like melancholy. Huanxisha in Qin Guan
How many flowers fall after a stormy night. Meng Haoran: Chun Xiao
An old man in the bank, wearing a green bamboo hat raincoat and a green raincoat, braved the wind and rain and fished leisurely. He was fascinated by the beautiful spring scenery and didn't even go home in the rain. Zhang: Yu Gezi
Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. Du Mu: Tomb-Sweeping Day.
The rain in the early morning moistened the dust of the land, the inn of the inn, the branches and leaves of the inn, and a new leaf Wang Wei's "Send Yuan and Twenty Shores to Xi"
The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. Su Shi: Rain after Drinking Chuqing Lake
The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold. Monk Zhinan's quatrains
More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain. Du Mu's "Jiang Nanchun Jueju"
In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year. Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon
The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs. Wen Tianxiang's Crossing the Zero Ocean
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. Li Shangyin's Short Message to Friends in the North on a Rainy Night
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. The messenger didn't bring news to the pedestrians far away. The lilacs in the rain reminded me of sadness. Lu You's Spring Rain in Lin 'an
Last night, it rained suddenly and the wind blew, so I slept soundly and didn't consume wine. Li Qingzhao's Dream.
Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence! Li Qingzhao's slow whisper
Modern/modern
Rain Alley
Author: Dai Wangshu
Holding an oil-paper umbrella alone
Wandering in the long, long
Lonely rain lane
I hope to see
Like cloves.
A girl with a grudge.
She has lavender.
Lilac fragrance
Lilac sadness
Mourn in the rain
Sad and confused
She lingers in this lonely rain lane
Hold an oil-paper umbrella
Like me
Like me.
voicelessly
Cold desert, melancholy, and melancholy.
She approached quietly.
Get close and throw again.
Breathing eyes
She floated by.
well
As sad and confused as a dream.
Like a lilac field in a dream.
I missed this girl.
She walked away silently, walked away.
A ramshackle hedge.
Walk through this rainy path
In the sad song of rain
Remove her color.
Scattered her fragrance.
Disappeared, even hers
Breathing eyes
Lavender melancholy
Holding an oil-paper umbrella alone
Wandering in the long, long
Lonely rain lane
I hope to float over.
Like cloves.
A girl with a grudge.