Urgent! ! Poetry about weather changes

Wind and rain in all directions, wind and rain in all directions' accompanied by wind and rain, storm, storm, wind and rain, rushing to raise electricity, avoiding wind and rain, avoiding wind and rain, unexpected events, sleeping outdoors, getting caught in the rain, miserable rain and sour wind, grass struggle, grass suffocation, morning wind and zero rain, taking advantage of the wind to make it happen. Summer rain and rain, spring breeze and harmony, spring breeze and rain, spring breeze and summer rain, spring breeze and water, spring breeze and rain dew, unyielding to the wind, the jungle wants to show off, defeat the autumn wind, stormy waves, inch-long eaves, strong winds and waves, strong wind tunnels, relying on the wind to replace horses, single peppers and beautiful scenery, lightning speed, electric coils, electric lighting, carving the wind and carving the moon, the east wind is over the ear, the east wind is mighty, and the east wind is mighty. Whether the wind blows fast or not, whether it blows fast or not, whether it blows suddenly, whether it blows accurately, whether it blows accurately, whether it blows accurately, whether it rains accurately, whether it rains in summer, whether it blows accurately, whether it is sunny or not, whether it is sunny or not, whether it is sunny or not, whether it is sunny or not. Whether it's windy or blustery, blustery, blustery, steaming, rolling, light and warm, light and light, clear and white, clear and bright, airtight, sleepy, calm, calm and long, slightly stable and flourishing. The wind and rain are bleak, gloomy, stony, gloomy, changeable, windy, rainy, Wan Li soaring, stormy, moonlit, Cape Kwai Shore, biting wind, good wind and good rain, raining and falling. Long Yun leaps, gently covered with fur, fluttering with the wind, which is favorable and smooth. The wind and rain in the dustpan, the wind in the Jishan Mountain, the showers, the flourishing grass, the violent wind, the thunderbolt, the storm shower, the romantic wind, the dusty wind, the winding of flags, the carving of fog and the cutting of the wind are endless. Torrential rain is not a whole day, the wind roar, the wind roar, the long rain, the rain in the wind, the wind in the long month, the spring rhyme in the forest, the breeze against the moon, the east wind in the horse's ear, the storm all over the city, the snow all over the sky, the blind rainstorm, the blind wind and the jealous rain, the blind wind and the dark rain, the violent, dense ventilation, the dew wind, the rain and rain. Nine stacks of screens, flying flat, servant dust, bleak wind and rain, bleak wind and bitter rain, bleak wind and cold rain, dwelling in the wind waiting for rain, autumn leaves falling, autumn leaves sweeping away, knowing that the wind is in the magpie's nest, and the wind is sweet and rainy, such as sitting in the spring breeze, three winds for ten minutes, ten winds and five rains in the valley of folk songs, trees want to be quiet, iron plates and copper strings, iron and copper pipa, swallowing the wind. Smooth sailing, spring breeze, singing wind and making love with the moon, drinking wind and eating dew, holding fog and turning waves, gossiping and flying catkins, friendly wind and rain, water bowl, rain and wind, rain towel cover, rain wind barrier, rain downwind adjustment, rain wind blade, rain wind meal, rain wind meal, rain wind meal.

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Poetry:

The wind rises in the clouds, and the weaver girl returns to her hometown at home. Andrew, soldiers are always looking!

It can blow off the golden leaves in autumn and bloom beautiful flowers in spring. Scraping the river surface can set off several huge waves in thousands of feet, and blowing bamboo can make tens of thousands of poles tilt.

The morning breeze is the morning breeze, and the forests in the north are gloomy. If you don't see a gentleman, you are worried about Qin Qin. How come? How come? Forget me a lot!

Xi Feng, He Yu. Give women fear.

Autumn wind rises in Bai Yunfei, the plants are yellow, and the geese return to the south.

Look up and down. Use Dewey. Instead of horses. Suddenly I went to the north. The wind will prevail forever. Think about the other side I hope to follow that bird. Fly south.

First frost is heavy, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and crazy red leaves fly up the stairs. The north wind does not hesitate to visit visitors in the south of the Yangtze River, and even breaks the window to blow off guest clothes.

When I first heard Zhuo Cave raging, I heard Ma Ben. The paper futon sits in the clear night, as if it were in Ruoye Village.

Clear light and smoke. Ramulus Cinnamomi flows askew, and apple leaves flutter in the breeze.

In autumn, the wine is also open.

When the wind rolls over the water, the trees are destroyed and people die.

At the end of the year, the wind blows, and the night is cold and snowy.

Yangchun has grown up. Plants and grass grow with strong winds. How can you be careless?

The breeze blows the blue sea, gives birth to Longlin, and takes a crane and gets half drunk to pay homage to Tsinghua.

When the wind blows, the line is silent. From darkness to green law, Bai's life is far away.

Breeze grass, big leaves are long and round The dew and dew are together, and the sunset reflects the flowers deeply.

Lonely and silent, windy and wild. Revlon is teetering, and the leaves in the forest curl silently.

The rising sun is high and the breeze is in the green belt. Into the pine without making any noise, shaking the willow shadow.

I boarded the gate and looked around the world. The gale rises from the north, howling and shaking the danger.

A little cool breeze blows gently, carefree. Turn over the leaves in the forest and beat the red and blue around the trees.

The water in the Three Gorges is boundless. Unlike a new pond, the breeze is rippling.

There is no ancient foundation, and the monument is built with moss. The evening breeze is like the noise you hear.

The bamboo moves, and the land and water are fried. The rain on the balcony is quiet and the breeze moves the blue musk deer.

The wind is blowing and the grass is growing. Xu blows away from Cui, half floating.

Turtles rest in Lan Zhi Garden in Qiongyao Garden, Yun Fei. Jade is not hidden, the sky is light and the wind is light.

Huayang was full of surprises, and a strong wind suddenly blew in the market. Suddenly shake the orchid leaves and fly lightly to pick bamboo bushes.

There are thousands of bamboo poles in Donggang, and the big ones are around the feet. In the meantime, the breeze was born and it was chilly.

Why is the wind so crazy? It seems to blow the mountain down. There are clouds under the tree and grass on the house.

Last night, the wind was so strong that it broke the trees on the river. It's dark and boundless. Where are the pedestrians?

Look at the dark bamboo by the pool, and you will be ashamed when you leave the island. More worthy of the sound of breeze and streamer.

The setting sun shines on the beach and kites fly in the breeze. Quietly return to Lin Heshi and sit and read health articles.

The breeze is far away and the strings are swaying. The treetops in the forest are shining, and the pine path is quiet at night.

The wind and rain come from the north, and the trees roar. At night, it never stops, and the sound is chaotic in autumn in Jiang Tao.

Beautiful days urge the evening scenery, and the model is early spring. Warm floating Feng Dan Que, slightly beautiful Heilongjiang.

Strong winds are blowing from the north, threatening 100 thousand troops. The grass and trees are all soldiers, and the road is difficult to divide. The mountains are full of gas and the sky is full of clouds. Mountain clouds are like cattle and horses, and water clouds are like fish and turtles. It's dark during the day, and the sky in Hou Kun is gloomy at dusk. There is movement in Gaocheng, and my house is not enough to lift. The son dare not lie under the bed, and the servant dare not close the door. The old man has two ears, and Qi Xin has no land. Yeai doesn't know snow, but she feels uncomfortable. The cloth is as cold as iron, and the chaff is slightly warm. If you don't think about it, it will be dark and empty. There's nothing I can do. I freeze to death in an isolated village!

The rising sun is high and the breeze is in the green belt. Into the pine without making any noise, shaking the willow shadow. Long-term practice should be latent, and it will float every time it gets dark. When there is a forest, no tree rustles temporarily. Smoke slowly, light and auspicious. The harvest year is waiting, singing beautiful Tang Yao.

The breeze wrinkles the water boots, and the thin sun dries the clouds and eggs.

The same cloud curtain, the wind is mighty, and six flowers fly down.

The setting sun is on the west peak, and the jade is full of snow. The wind turned around and scared the ape to climb the jade.

It's windy in Qinghai, and the flying sand beats the earthquake. Dongting wind, dangerous wall folded if empty. If you go to the south, it will take a hundred years to decide what to do.

It's raining and snowing, and the wind is coming, cold and far away.

Raise wine to persuade white clouds, and lament the decline of the year. The breeze is blowing, which makes my horn string rhyme.

Lean the new moon on the Hu bed and stop to blow the wind.

The grass is cool and the warbler is drizzling.

The breeze blew over the reeds, and the light rain got wet.

Chun yin's desert soil is moist, with mild spring temperature.

Birds and storks are flying in the air, and wind and rain are sweeping through Yuan Ye.

When Surabaya shines on the stars, the breeze blows the mirror uneven.

The cold wind is tight and the rain is empty, and the number of maple trees in the north is new.

The breeze blows away the spring thoughts, and the light rain washes away the dark makeup.

The spring breeze is like willow green, and the sun shines like a stranger.

The snow hits the window and the gravel is fine, and the wind sweeps the wild.

Beautiful scenery is like a flat wall, and the breeze does not move.

When the breeze doesn't move, the sky is drunk and things are moist and silent.

Last night, the cool wind was rustling, and fireflies floated in the bed.

The wind pushes the clouds down like a mountain, and the snow is full of pedestrians.

According to the cold spine, it's cold again, and the breeze and drizzle warm people's hearts.

The hibiscus flowers beside the moat are swaying in the sudden wind, and the oblique rain is beating the vines on the wall.

The wind shakes the handle of the Beidou, and the rain overflows the Tianhe wave.

It's windy in Chengdu in June, and the houses are shaking. Cui Wei, a dark cloud, blocked the void like a ghost in the wind. Thunder burst into flames and shot the earth red. The fate of heaven is ups and downs, and the dragon's tail does not drag the east. Raindrops are on the same axis, mountains destroy rivers and overflow roads, and thousands of feet pine is uprooted. It doesn't mean that people will wash their breasts when they are young.

There are no clouds or stars in the sky, and the wind suddenly blows from the southwest. Shouteng's old wood is incomplete, and there is no room outside the door. Weng Wei exclaimed that the child was crying and the roof tiles were flying empty. Wu Min magpie dies when the nest leans, and the empty black is also suspected of evil spirits. There are only melons and cows in the south, hoping to be swept away. The pedant laughed at himself, and he was still studying.

The light rain and breeze separated the curtain, and the golden stove was cold and unintentional. Peach blossoms fall everywhere in spring, and catkins pile up snow to abandon suspicion.

Fisherman. Fisherman. There is a breeze and Mao Mao rain on the river. Green and yellow clothes. Red wine and white fish return at dusk. Death. Death. Where is the flute?

In spring, a pole rises to add water. Grass and geese, green and breeze.

A stone dragon lying high can't breathe. The breeze is still and the sky is drunk.

The breeze makes green apples, and the breeze in the golden pool. Shake Cui Lin gently, and then hunt quietly. It doesn't hurt to cover up the future. Once in the cold weather, Wan Li cleared the frost. Destroy Deng Lin in the north and drop Fusang in the east. Sweep away the clouds and clear the selfless light. You are lonely, and Yanhai is open to navigation.

The breeze is soft and fragrant, and the morning light is scattered. Where to study, Xixi and Qin Chun.

There is a breeze in the courtyard, and Gao Songyun is born. I'm not confused when I listen, and I feel refreshed every day.

The breeze is blowing gently, and the desert is hazy. Such as the word of God, like playing Dongting.

Xi Feng, He Yu. Give women fear. Will Ann be happy? Will that woman be abandoned? Learn from the valley wind, maintain the wind and be depressed. Hold your fear in your arms. Will be happy, throw it away. There is Feng in the west and Wei in the west. No grass will never die, no wood will never wither. Forget my virtues and think about my little grievances.

The breeze is charming and a piece of gold is blown into it.

The seasonal night is wide and the breeze blows the green apples. The scale is far from the peak, and the lake is bright and spring.

Emotions and sorrows are straight and uneven, intangible and unreasonable. Can deceive guests with dust, love trapped waves in vain. With the transmission of music and fragrance, flowers bloom year after year, and willows are happy. Knowing that nature is determined by your strength, try to lend it to spring to boast.

The setting sun gives birth to apples, shaking all over the distant forest. Dance like a phoenix dancing flowers, and sing like a dragon singing bamboo. The moon moves closer to the autumn fan and relaxes into the night piano. If you go to the orchid stage, you will kiss the king of Chu.

Every year I come from the East to help, and I dance all over the world. Dark grass pond color, high-rise pipe sound from the distance. The curtain wears the palace to complain, and the flowers urge the garden. How to celebrate Cheshu Day and blow the road of Qingyun?

A bell on the tower speaks alone, and the wind will break tomorrow. In the early morning, white waves hit the pale cliff, and the porch window was tilted back by the flying rain. Dragon and tiger dare not cross, and the fishing boat dances a leaf. Think about the bustling city, but laugh at who is angry. There's nothing to stay. The wind has talked about wives and concubines.

Choose for yourself.