A thousand tears are shed by Bambusa bambusa, and the misty rain in Xiangjiang River does not know spring.
Rainstorms wash mountains and mountains more beautifully, while dark clouds overwhelm the city.
Tang Bai Juyi:
The cicadas in the last summer rush out and the geese in the new autumn rain come.
Don Cen Can:
Remnant clouds harvest summer heat, and new rain brings autumn haze
Qing Huang Jingren:
There is no place to land, and the sky sends storms all over the city.
it's going to rain, and the water is going to make trouble.
Sunrise in the east and rain in the west
It is hot in Leng Xia in winter, rainy in winter and dry in summer;
four seasons are like spring;
Wear fur coat in the morning and yarn in the afternoon, and eat watermelon in the stove;
there are no sunny days;
In April, the world is full of beauty, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom;
cold in Sanjiu, hot in volts; ......
is like a spring gale, come up in the night, blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees
I awake light-hearted this morning of spring, everywhere round me the singing of birds.
The spring breeze is green in Jiang Nanan. When will the bright moon shine on me?
Stop and sit in the maple grove late, and the frosty leaves are red in February.
The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and the geese in Hengyang go unnoticed.
It's a good rain season, and spring happens.
after rain the empty mountain, stands autumnal in the evening.
evening rain rose in the autumn pool
This spring came, and the Ming Dynasty faded, so the midnight light was put out.
wildfire never quite consumes them, they are tall once more in the spring wind
is like a spring gale, come up in the night, blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.
Xiao He just showed his sharp horns, and dragonflies stood on his head long ago.
Seven or eight stars rose above the sky, and it rained before the mountain at two or three o'clock.
What is life like everywhere? It should be like flying through the snow. If you accidentally leave fingers and claws on the mud, how can Hongfei pay for it?
the moon is dizzy and the wind is blowing, and the foundation is moist and rainy.
The cold and rainy weather entered Wu at night, and seeing off visitors to the lonely mountain of Chu in plain and bright.
a hundred mountains and no bird, a thousand paths without a footprint; A boat on the river, a fisherman in his bagworm moths; Fishing alone, not afraid of snow and ice attack.
see how Zhongnan Mountain soars, with its white top over floating clouds.
In the early morning in Yucheng, the guest house is slightly new in color; Sincerely advise my friend to dry a cup of wine, west out of the yang Guan, it is difficult to meet relatives.
the branches of red apricots are full of spring.
he knows that the dews tonight will be frost, how much brighter the moonlight is at home!.
Red crisp hands, Huangteng wine, spring willows in the city ...
Flowers are flowing red, and there are many kinds of worries, so I have no words to complain about the east wind.
the spring tide is in Lian Haiping, and the bright moon is born at sea.
there was quiet in the east boat and quiet in the west, I can only see the autumn moon in the heart of the river.
An old friend left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March; The shadow of the friend's sail faded away, and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only to see the first line of the Yangtze river, running to the distant horizon.
where long ago a yellow crane bore a sage to heaven, where the yellow crane is free to hug; The yellow crane never revisited earth, and white clouds are flying without him for ever; Every tree in Hanyang becomes clear in the water, and Parrot Island is a nest of sweet grasses; But I look toward home, and twilight grows dark There was a mist hanging over the river, bringing deep melancholy to the people.
The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, and it is an isolated city, Wan Ren Mountain.