A poem describing the scenery after the rain

On a cold rainy night, Wu lives alone in Chushan, Fujian. Wang Changling broke up with Xin Jian at Furong Inn.

The yellow leaves are withered, the wind and rain are still destroyed, the noble buildings are rich, and the broad masses of people are playing beautiful dances and impatient strings. Li Shangyin's Storm

Under the steps of moss mangroves, the moon is sad in the rain. Li Shangyin's Final Residence

The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night. Wang Wei's "Autumn in the Mountain"

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

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's fishing song.

Autumn frost flies late, leaving dry lotus to listen to the rain. Li Shangyin's "Love in Snail Pavilion, Ode to Cuizhou"

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

There is no rain on the winding mountain road, the smoke is misty in the dense pine trees, and the water vapor is heavy, as if to flow, and then the clothes of passers-by. Wang Wei's In the Mountains

The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. The rain after Su Shi drank Chuqing Lake

There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future. Han Yu's "Early Spring" was presented to 18 ministers of water affairs such as Zhang.

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 river on the new beach doesn't understand my mind, and the eaves hit by the wind and rain seem to be very loud. Li Shangyin's February 2 nd

When the stars sink to the bottom of the sea, you can see them from the window. When the rain crosses the river, you can see them from another seat. Li Shangyin's Bi Chengsan Poems (Ⅰ)

Please don't ask me about the joys and sorrows of Lao Liangyuan; I am like a disease in the autumn rain, Sima Xiangru. A letter from Li Shangyin to Secretary Ling Huchong.

How many flowers fall after a stormy night. Meng Haoran's Spring Dawn

The night will be over, I lie in bed listening to the sound of wind and rain, in a daze in my dream, riding an armored horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield. Lu You's The Storm of November 4th

The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold. Monk Zhinan's quatrains

Outside the window, the flowers are dancing freely, just like in a dream, the rain is falling and drifting aimlessly, like melancholy. Qin Guan's Huanxisha, Lonely and Cold, Going to Xiaolou

The drunken guests in my seat invited me to drink, and the bright clouds on the river were mixed with thick black rain clouds, fluctuating like the current social unrest. Li Shangyin's "Du Gongbu Leaving Shu"