There are poems about meteorology, attention, it's poems! Not just poetry!

When the clouds go down, the ground won't dry.

Clouds twist raindrops.

Dark clouds take over the driving, and if it doesn't cloudy, it will fall.

Clouds are low and rainy, and clouds are high and clear.

When the sky is bright, the river rises by ten feet.

When the red clouds turn black, there will be heavy rain.

There are beans in the sky and the sun on the ground kills people.

Dark clouds rise at sunset and the sound of rain rings at midnight.

Sunset carmine, either rain or wind.

Walking in the sunset glow, the rain is already after midnight.

Running in the morning, the ground is dripping with rain.

There are dark clouds in the northwest, and thunderstorms are bound to come.

Clouds from the northeast will have wind and rain.

The rainy mountain wears a hat, but the rainy mountain has no waist.

There are fish scales in the sky, so you don't have to turn the sun.

Not afraid of rainy weather for a long time, as long as the northwest opens its mouth.

Clouds turn east, rain turns wind, clouds turn south, water waves ripple, clouds turn west, and clothes are put on the ground.

After a storm comes a calm, day and night.

Dark clouds cover the east, with wind and no rain. Cloudy to cloudy, a storm is coming.

There was a broken Ziyun in the morning and a thunderstorm in the afternoon.