Poetry: listening to the rain

Listen to the rain.

Xun Mei, Class 5, Grade 8, Shazhenxi Junior High School, Zigui County

1898 March 10th, take a walk in the morning and write this article in the pavilion.

Listen to the wind and rain and overlook the rivers and lakes.

Clouds are rolling, lightning is thundering.

Rumbling, shocking, it's like a bird.

Electricity exploded in the clouds, and it was foggy.

The old lady was panting when tripterygium wilfordii roared out.

Grass is overgrown, and green trees stand face to face.

A good tree stands by the roadside, and a weak grass goes into the soil.

The waves overturned the river and the wind messed up the details.

I want to go home by the wind, and the rain and fog prevent me from going home.

The rain has not stopped for a long time, and Wanshan has exposed new dew.

How can I tell through these clouds? I only hesitate.

Instructor: Liu Zugui