Ancient poems describing rainy days are all poems!

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 Fisherman

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

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 II An Xi"

More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain. -Du Mu's "Jiang Nanchun Jueju"

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 November 4th Storm.

Seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three rains in front of the mountain ―― Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon

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

The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. -Su Shi's Drinking Rain after Chu Qing on the Lake.

The mountains and rivers are broken, the wind is drifting, and life experiences the rain ―― Wen Tianxiang's Crossing the Lingdingyang.

After the rain, an empty mountain stands in the autumn night —— (Wang Wei: living in autumn)

There is no rain on the mountain road, and the air is green and wet —— (Wang Wei: In the Mountains)

Wu, a man from Lianjiang on a cold rainy night, and the lonely Chushan —— Wang Changling: Lotus Inn and Xin Jian Break Up.

It was windy and rainy last night. Deep sleep won't leave a hangover. Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there. Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? It should be green, fat and red. -Li Qingzhao's "Dream"

Rain hates clouds, and Jiangnan is still called a beauty. -Wang Yucheng's Little Crimson Lips

Pink butterflies both dance over the threshold, and curtains are rolled up later in the day to drive away the rain. -Mao Xizhen's "Qing Ping Le"

In Budze in spring, everything gives birth to brilliance-

I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors-"Singing Willow" by Tang and Zhang Zhi.

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. The most beneficial spring of the year is better than the smoke willow pouring into the imperial capital-Tang Hanyu presented 18 members of Zhang Shui Department to Early Spring.

After the rain, the lotus is full of fragrance, and the pumpkin is cold and snowy.

Residual clouds harvest summer heat, and new rain brings autumn haze. Don Cen Can's "Water Pavilion Sent to the County Shaofu"

After the rain, the lotus is full of fragrance, and the pumpkin is cold and snowy.

The rain in Qiu Lai is very cold and windy. Qingjiang River is cool. Tang Li Bai's "Reward in Rain"

Su Yuchao came to rest, and the empty mountains were clear in autumn. Li Duan's Maoling Mountain with Wei and Jin Dynasties.

The rain is green and the frost garden is full of red leaves. Tang Juyi's Sima Zhai

Outside the window, the flowers are dancing freely, just like in a dream, the rain is falling and drifting aimlessly, like melancholy. -Close "Huanxisha Lonely Cold Building"

The wind is cold, the rain is cold, and the crow outside the window is urgent. If you meet a gentleman, you don't have to worry about it? The wind blew through the rain, and there was a cock crow outside the window. Why not be embarrassed when you meet a gentleman? The wind and rain darkened the sky and the cock crowed outside the window. Didn't Hu Yun like seeing a gentleman? -The Book of Songs "The Storm"

There is no mausoleum in the mountains, the river is exhausted, thunder and lightning in winter and rain and snow in summer, and heaven and earth are one, but dare to be with you! -"Evil" by Erhan Yuefu

The guest misses for a hundred years, but walking alone weighs a thousand miles. It rained black in the river, and the waves and Whitestorm began to rise. -Northern and Southern Dynasties, He Xun School.

He stared at the desolate moon from his temporary palace, and he heard the rain at dusk, cutting his chest. -Tang Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow

Cao Qinghu, Wan Li, and Huang Meiyu. I'm worried about the sound of the wind overturning the dark waves and hitting the boat on the beach. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Langtaosha"

The clouds have gone, the wind and rain have stopped, the weather is just right, and the sun shines on the lake to form a reflection, which has a warm feeling. Wild apricots everywhere, broken red spots; The floating water on the lake looks like a neat lawn at first sight. The rain on Bai Yan dried up, his wings became heavy and he had to fly low; The oriole's tongue is quite stiff. It's not that the spring in Jiangnan is not good, but that I'm one year old, and my mood has also decreased. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Early Spring in South Lake"

Big strings hum like rain, and small strings whisper like secrets. Humming, whispering-and then mixing together, like pouring large and small pearls into a plate of jade. -Tang Bai Juyi's Preface to Pipa.

Red banjiang bridge green wine flag, pavilion baby palace sunset warm. Poor rain stops the east wind, and thousands of trees hang down separately. -Yang Liuzhi by Don Bai Juyi

Crying early, I rested again, and the residual light went out again. Through the window, you know that it rains at night, and bananas speak first. -Tang Bai Juyi's Rain at Night

The Badong ship went to Brazil, which was rough and stormy. Polygonum hydropiper is cold and red, and Gracilaria leaves are blue and sad. -Tang Bai Juyi's Bamboo Branch

Leave it blank, the autumn night is long, and the night is sleepless. The shadow on the wall after the lamp still lingers, and the rustle of dark rain hitting the window. -Tang Bai Juyi's Shang Yang White Haired Man

Three cold autumn nights, a comfortable old man. After lights out, sleep in the beautiful rain. Grey thermos flask, fragrant warm quilt. The sun is shining, it is freezing, and the frost leaves are full of red. -Tang Bai Juyi's Sleeping in Autumn Rain

Xiyuan Post Road hangs at the head of the city, and Jiangting has not collected rainwater. Jun, try to divide the water. White clouds are still like Han and Qiu. -Don Cen Can's "Sending Judge Li to Jinjiang to Take Autumn Poems"

When the rain stopped, Yang Lin went boating in Yonghe for three days. The old friend's home lives on the bank of the stream, on the bank of the river, and there is a peach forest. -Tang Changjian's "Looking for Li Jiuzhuang in Three Days"

Guests traveling in the rain will have a rest in Tianjin immediately. Shan Gong San Fu, the door closed Kyushu. Sichuan takes Shaanxi Road, and the river flows around Huayin. Late arrival, the wind and smoke Wan Li sorrow. -Don Cui Hao's Tongguan Building

Overlooking Chang 'an, Kyoto, on Gaoshanhua Mountain, these three peaks stretch into the sky without artificial cutting. The clouds in front of the emperor's temple will dissipate and the cactus will be green. Depending on the terrain of this land, how difficult it is to cross Chang 'an westward and reach Han Zhi. Excuse me, why are the fame and fortune on the roadside all such senior students? -Don Cui Hao's "Crossing Huayin"

The wildfire on the mountain is cold and burning, and the butte is wet in the rain. The Han people were nervous when they saw the fireworks on the mountain, but when they heard that there was no war in western Liaoning, they settled down again, bought wine for recreation, and often lay drunk in hotels. -Don Cui Hao's "The Wild Gate of the Conference semifinals"

Liu Wanmei hangs on the cool moon, and the Zhongshan mirror looks more. Peach blossoms rained in Lanxi for three days, and carp came to the beach at midnight. -Don Dai Shulun's "Lanxi Acura"

The grass grows in Suxi Pavilion. Who will lean on when the east wind stops for twelve days? Swallows don't return to the Spring Festival Evening, and it's a misty rain and apricot blossoms. -Don Dai Shulun's Su Xi Pavilion

Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. -Tang Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"

Swan has soared away from the sun and the moon, maple leaves have turned red, and autumn has declined. -Tang Du Fu's Notes on "A Letter to Han Shi"

There is no dry place in the bedside table, and the feet are numb with rain. How can you get wet all night since you are in a mess and don't get enough sleep! There are tens of millions of buildings in Ande, which greatly protect all the smiles of the poor in the world, and the wind and rain are as quiet as mountains. -Tang Du Fu's "The Hut Was Blown by Autumn Wind"

What's the need to count clouds and rain? However, you see, the ancient Guan Zhong, the rich and poor gentleman's Bao Shuya, was abandoned like dirt. -Don Du Fu's Poor Bank of Communications

Spring chives are cut in the night rain, and brown rice is cooked fresh in a special way. My host announced that it was a festival, and he urged me to drink ten cups. -Tang Du Fu's "Give Chu Shi Eight Guards"

Jiangnan, the sound of green and red flowers, the waterside village in the foothills. More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain. -Tang Du Fu's "Jiang Nanchun Jueju"

Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village. -Tomb-Sweeping Day by Don Mutu

After the rain, cicadas are noisy, and the climate of pine trees floating in the wind has been spread to autumn. Moss covered the steps, and Bai Niao deliberately stayed behind. -Tang Du Mu's "Topic Yangzhou Temple"

Climbing up the stairs and looking into the distance, rain and raindrops spilled, and the sky was near dusk.

Falling Flowers Independent, Swift Qi Fei.

Clouds are darkened by rain, and streams are pale by fog.

Sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is sunny but sunny.

No rain, no rain, no sunshine.

Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, exhausted, and has to withstand the wind and rain.

The lanterns on the pearl screen shook my lonely heart and went home. There were two red mansions, which were hidden in the rain in the face of the cold.

When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.

Yesterday, I left, and the willows were reluctant; It rained when I thought of it today.

Hi Gu Feng, it's cloudy and rainy.

The rain in the sky is crisp and crisp, but the grass color is far and near.

The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers.

In late autumn, a thousand rains fall on the curtain, and the balcony plays the flute at sunset.

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

Just don't forget that this time, the dusk and spring rain crossed the Maple Bridge.

Wind and rain are evil, tireless thatched cottage is low.

After the rain, the grass is in the sunset, and the apricot blossoms are fragrant.

There were 480 temples in the Southern Dynasties. How many towers were there in the misty rain?

Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk. What's the best word this time?

Sycamore tree, night rain. If you don't leave your feelings, you will suffer. A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light.

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

March storm, closing at dusk, not planning to stay in spring.

Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain.

There is no chapter all day, and tears are pouring down.

Hanging down the curtain, Shuang Yan returned to the drizzle.

In Huangmei season, frogs are everywhere in the pond.

Tears fell from her sad white face, and pear blossoms brought spring rain.

If you ask how much free time you have. Yichuan tobacco is full of wind. It rains when plums are yellow.

Wind and rain send spring home, flying snow welcomes spring. The cliff is already a hundred feet of ice, and there are beautiful flowers.

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.

The wind shook the mountains and turned the angry waves, and the raindrops flew in the air and shot strong crossbows.

The rain hangs fine grass on the wall, and the wind on the water returns to the settled flowers.

The little mermaid listened to the rain.

Teenagers listen to the rain in the song building,

The red candle is weak.

In the prime of life, listening to the rain on the boat,

Jiang Kuoyun's Wild Goose is called West Wind.

Now listen to the rain monk,

The temple is full of stars.

Sorrow and joy are always ruthless,

Drop by drop, the next step is not started until dawn.

A bell ringing in the rain

Liu Yong

Cold and sad. The pavilion was late and the shower began to rest.

All the accounts are not in the mood. I miss places and Lanzhou to urge me to send them.

Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk, chutiankuo.

Since ancient times, it has been awkward and cold to leave.

Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying.

After the New Year, it should be a good time and a good scene. Customs are strange, who to talk to.