Modern poetry of flowers in the rain

Rain drops in the morning.

Where does Yu Di hang?

The flying catkins floated down the fence.

Turn over the years to see the fallen flowers.

Whispering to each other

Light cut window grilles

The rain curtain is thick enough to recognize flying home.

Ba Du Lantie Shang Hua

Glue the curtains to early summer.

Rain weaves sorrow and everything is entangled.

Pears and flutes are flying all over the sky.

Listen to the branches around the eaves.

Xi Yan Fei zi guang Chang zi

Palindrome returns to the garden full of stubble.

Ducks dancing on willow branches

Zhang Zhan sang a cavity yarn.

Don't be poor. Where is Shiyu going?

Be childish.

Trivial lotus pond alone at night

Moba Lantian Shui Yi

Keep the words clear, Yang is accompanied by English.

Mo Wen storks and cranes.

The trees in the chrysanthemum garden are limited.

The drizzle often draws pears.

Yi Lian Yu Yu zong Jia Yun

Half-pavilion shadow butterfly watching sail ya

The dew point of the drizzle dropped.

Always rolling buds in Xinshan Mountain.