Ling wrote three ancient poems with the word "rain".

1. It rains in succession during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road are dying. 2. The rain in Tianjie is crisp, but the grass color is far from close. 3. Light rain is looking forward to spring, and falling flowers are near dusk. But now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded. Now the yellow leaves shake with the strong wind, but wind instruments and fiddling instruments keep the blue house happy. 6. Spring tides bring rain late and rush, and there is no boat crossing in the wild. 7. Sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is sunny but sunny. 8. Flowers wither, floc sticks to mud, but Ling Bo does not move. 9. The fallen petal is independent, and the swift is Qi Fei. 10. Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. 1 1. The hibiscus flowers beside the moat are swaying in the sudden wind, and the oblique rain is beating the vines on the wall. 12. Platanus acerifolia dripped and dripped at dusk. 13. It rained last night and suddenly the wind blew, so a deep sleep doesn't need any wine. 14. The dark clouds turned over the ink and didn't cover the mountain, and the white rain jumped off the boat. 15. Lying in the middle of the night, listening to the wind and rain, dreaming of the MOS rail glacier. 16. The empty mountain after the rain stands in the autumn evening.