15 ancient poems about rain and dew

Singing to wine, the geometry of life. For example, morning dew is much more difficult to go to Japan.

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

Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan!

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.

Yichuan tobacco, flying catkins all over the city, plum yellow rain.

The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold.

The loveliest thing is the ninth day of September. The bright pearl's bright crescent moon is shaped like a bow.

The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!

Beautiful people who see the bright clouds, think of their clothes and see flowers come to see them.

Yu Xing got off the moon wheel and picked up the dew in front of the temple.

The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing.

More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.

The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.

The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy.

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.