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A poem about the weather?

The poems describing the weather are as follows:

"The sky is sunny after the rain"

Tan Jianfei.

I am a drop of water,

falling with the wind,

from the clouds,

on the earth.

Lost in the tossing and rolling in the clouds and mist, tired of boating and traveling.

In the crystal eyes,

there is only you - the sun,

take away my ease,

accidentally,

Take away my quiet hand that lifts away the dark clouds,

Any hand that is an unstoppable force.

"The Sunny After the Rain" is a poem written by Tan Jianfei in 2012.

"Waiting for You in the Rain"

In the afterglow.

Waiting for you, in the rain, in the rainbow-making rain.

The sound of cicadas subsides and the sound of frogs rises.

A pond of red lotuses is like red flames in the rain.

It doesn’t matter whether you come or not, it feels the same.

Every lotus looks like you.

Especially across the dusk, across such drizzle.

Eternity, moment, moment, eternity.

Waiting for you, within time,

Waiting for you, in an instant, in eternity.

If your hand is in my hand,

It is your Qingfen at this moment.

In my nostrils, I would say, little lover.

No, this hand should be picking lotus, in Wu Palace.

This hand should.

Shake a handle of cinnamon syrup in the magnolia boat.

A star hangs on the eaves of the Science Museum.

Hanging like earrings.

The Swiss watch said it was seven o'clock and suddenly you came.

The red lotus behind the rain, Pianpian, you are coming.

Like a small order.

You come from an allusion of love.

From Jiang Baishi’s words, you come with rhyme.

Winter rain.

It rains lightly.

Gently falling in my heart.

No umbrella or poncho.

There is only one beige coat.

The rain was miserable.

It’s like offering a white flower to someone who has left.

Telling the eternal fairy tale.

It rains lightly.

Tap lightly on the dripping porch.

No flinching, no fear.

There is only a moving heart running in the direction to go.

This rain is fascinating.

Let go of your worries in the sky that embraces it.

It’s like sending a message to someone who has been wandering for a long time.

Hurry up, go home quickly!