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Poems strolling in the fine rain
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Clouds poured out and poured down like ink, but a mountain range was exposed on the horizon, bright and fresh, and the splashing water was like white pearl gravel, splashing on the boat.
Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle.
Heavy rain; rainstorm
-Don Wei Zhuang
There are many thunderstorms in Jiangcun in summer and sunny in the evening.
I don't know how deep the waves are, but now South Lake and North Lake are even.
Heavy rain; rainstorm
-Don Hanvo
The electric tail burns black clouds, and the rain feet fly silver lines. Throw it in the middle of the pool quickly, and the smoke will faint the water. The air cools, the atmosphere disappears, and the summer heat relaxes. Polygonum multiflorum is luxuriant in clumps, and lotus is green in clumps. Who will accompany you during the gale? I explored all the fun. If you want to leave or stay in the future, you will be in a state of war for a long time.
Heavy rain; rainstorm
-Song Luyou
The wind is angry and wants to lift the house, and the rain comes like a shower. A solitary lamp reflects the window, and a caged bird perches on the eaves. The midsummer makes Fang Yanhe, and the autumn sound is sad. It is rumored that a rising river broke something.
Heavy rain; rainstorm
-Song Luyou
The black dragon hangs in the southeast, and the Yao angle presses Wan Ren. Although it is cloudy, the claw tail is still slightly recognizable. Tomorrow, shanghai dawn, followed by a major earthquake, the ground becomes a river, which can be swallowed up in a moment. My home has been abandoned for a long time, but I don't press true purple. I am happy and haggard, and my life is full. When I arrived at the nursery, all the plants were green and wet. Bare shore corner towel, three sighs caress the court rafters.
torrential rain
-Song Luyou
The north wind, with its arrogant clouds, drums into the universe. At the beginning of the day, it doesn't go west, and the sky is lost. When the sky is turned upside down, the black flag is closed, the ghosts are fighting, the rain is flying, and the thunder car is helping to rush. When flat water enters the house, the ditch is unbearable. Don't listen to the opposite language, so as to avoid the house leaking and raining all night. Children can save themselves with books and clothes. How long has it been violent, and suddenly it has closed its eaves. Work harder than your neighbors and pick up as much as you can. Lao Tzu is stubborn, and Long song is addicted to alcohol.
Rainstorms and sunny nights in Zhao Yin Temple during summer tourism
-Tang Zheng-Von Lee
Bamboo and cypress are weathered, and the temple is cold. Writing in the stone canal flows, and the golden brake shines on the sun. Cranes fly over rocks, the smoke is blue, and the grass in Luming Literature is fragrant. Monks in the mountains lead Brahma to the Qing Dynasty, and banners cover the cloister.
Rain (Kaiyuan Temple in Xuanzhou for three years).
Don Mutu
The east is dark and the wind drives the sea water, and the bottom of the sea rolls to the center of heaven. March and June were miserable, and after dusk, water dripped all over the sky. The piano shafts are stacked, and the horns and claws are long. God whips ghosts to control the Yin emperor, and ghosts spray wildly. In all directions, it is the battle between Yujing and Wan Li. Clouds around the wind, the Yellow Emperor is no better than Chiyou. A hundred rivers are bitter and handsome, and Kun Guan locks his worries. The same was true of Taihe for six years, when I was full of energy. The east building shrugged its heads and looked down, wishing it could fly high. Call on the strong and healthy people in the city to open the wine field in a wide range of exhibitions. Rush the hammer to cheer up, regardless of the thin waist mother. This year, the temples are all white, and the strange tour is spectacular and hidden. The scenery is imperfect, but the past is sad.
Midnight thunderstorm
-Song Luyou
The thunder car drives the rain dragon, and the wires are like arrows in the air. In the fifty years when the Central Plains became a plague, God's anger began to wash away. The yellow-headed woman really has a soul, and her face is tied with military doors to fight to the death. It is said that if three arrows set the Tianshan Mountains, how can one bear's ear accumulate? Shu Jie galloped and frolicked in the palace, and the ministers were happy. Tomorrow, the river gate keeper will go to congratulate the class, and thousands of officials will gather together, wearing swords and shoes. Senior Chang 'an, please move. I'd like to see the Six Dragons versus the Wei River. From now on, I am a peaceful person, and I dare to fear Anxi for nine thousand miles!
"When you indulge in the sea, when the thunderstorm begins, the sky meets the water."
-Song Luyou
Wandering has resentment, and the south has strangeness. The waves are half blank and the sky is endless. Spit at the sun and the moon, fight thunder. Playing the flute after drunkenness makes the ichthyosaur obey.
On the evening of July 17, a thunderstorm started in the lake pond.
-Song Luyou
The lightning train went down to the ninth level, and at dusk we left our original room in the suburbs. Dark trees are strange, and dark clouds are like mountains. Chao Jiang silently responded to the eel flooding, and the iron lock was removed from Meiliang. This evening, the waterfall hangs on the virtual eaves, predicting that the high pillow will listen to the gurgling.
Torrential rain
-Song Luyou
Clouds gather in the mouth, and the rain on the head of the city is urgent. White boats throw themselves into the sand gorge, and green curtains roll up the towers. Close the door and float, overflow the ditch. Smoke away flies and write poems to comfort travelers.
Rain on the lake
-Song Luyou
A wisp of stream smoke rose from the front beach, and the sudden rain swallowed up the surrounding mountains.
Natural idleness is spectacular, when there is a bright moon, the fishing boat is still there.
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