A short poem by a famous writer who wrote rain.

Raindrops are like thousands of paratroopers, jumping from the air and landing safely on the ground. Raindrops are connected together like a big net and hung in front of my eyes. The breeze blows, and the rain curtain is oblique, like a thin line running towards the vegetation and walls. When it rains, the leaves of all kinds of flowers and plants are condensed with glittering and translucent water drops. Rain falls from the sky like thousands of silver lines, and rows of drained water drops fall from the eaves like a beautiful bead curtain. It is drizzling outside the window, and the raindrops seem to be accompanied by a small dance music. I can't help being tempted by the world outside the window. The rain beads rolled down the grass stem, one drop fell into the soil, and the other drop fell into the grass mouth, and it could not be found. Raindrops fell on my head and body. I stood on my back, closed my eyes and opened my mouth to taste the little raindrops. Suddenly I feel as if I have grown up a lot under the drizzle. Thunder sounded and the heavy rain kept falling like a broken bead. It rained cats and dogs, and the rain under the eaves gathered in the street to form a stream. The heavy rain fell from the sky, and the dark sky seemed to collapse. Wind chases rain, rain chases wind, wind and rain unite to chase dark clouds in the sky, and the whole world is raining. Rain, like thousands of silver wires, floated down from the sky. The drizzle is falling quietly, like the silver thread spit out by countless silkworm mothers. Thousands of filaments, rippling in mid-air, are fascinated by long veils, covering black fields. Dark clouds rolled in the sky and it rained cats and dogs in an instant. Silky light rain fell from the sky, the raindrops were so small and the rain curtain was so dense that the mountains were covered with a layer of white gauze, like cicadas. The rain is fine and cotton, like catkins floating in spring time and space. Rain like fog, fog like rain, lingering. In an instant, raindrops became lines, and with a bang, heavy rain fell from the sky like the sky collapsed. There was a light rain in the morning. Although it has cleared up now, the road is still very slippery. Autumn crops in the fields on both sides were washed away by rain, pearls were crystal clear, and there was a fresh and moist fragrance in the air. The strong wind rolled the heavy rain like countless whips, hitting the glass window hard. I saw the North Sea roaring. Showers beat the ground, and the rain danced and splashed. Autumn rain is like smoke and fog, floating silently in the rubble, on the litter in the open space, getting wet on the ground, the house and the trees. Spring rain, like ox hair, like needles, like filaments, is woven obliquely. Autumn rain shines all over the sky like a pearl, fluttering and swaying. The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the trees with new leaves and branches around them are covered with dense rain curtains. Looking at it, it's green, as if it had been melted by rain. Dark clouds rolled in the sky, lightning and thunder. Suddenly, heavy rain seemed to pour down from mid-air and became a gray misty rain world. Raindrops, thick raindrops, whipped everything like a whip, and poplars and Chinese roses on the roadside bowed their heads. In an instant, the rainstorm hit like a Tianhe burst. 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 "Fishing Songs" is wet, apricot blossoms and rain, and his face is not cold. -Yinan monk "Jueju" Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow. —— Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er An Xi" lies listening to the stormy night and dreams of iron horse glaciers. -Lu You's Storm on November 4th There were seven or eight stars in the sky and two or three minutes of rain in front of the mountain-Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon, but now I think of that night, that storm, and I don't know how many flowers were broken. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" is bright and charming, and the mountains are rainy and rainy. Su Shi's rain drinks on Chuqing Lake, and the mountains and rivers are broken and the wind floats, and his life experiences ups and downs. The rain is leveled-Wen Tianxiang's crossing the Dingding Ocean, the empty mountain after the rain, and beginning of autumn at dusk-Wang Wei's mountain road, where there is no rain, the empty green wets people's clothes-Wang Wei's mountain, which is cold and rainy, and people connect with the river at night. -Qin Guan's "Huanxisha Momo, Light Cold to the Small Building" Autumn frost flies late, leaving the lotus to listen to the rain. -Li Shangyin's "Love Snail Pavilion, Message to Cuizhou" Now the yellow leaves are shaking with the wind, and the harp is happy with the brothel. -Li Shangyin's "Wind and Rain" Mo Wen Liangyuan old guest, Maoling autumn rain is like a disease. -Li Shangyin's "A Word to Secretary Ling Huchong" seat, when the drunken guest wakes up, the river is clear and cloudy. -Li Shangyin's "Leaves in Shu", Xintan doesn't understand tourists' wishes, more like rain under the eaves. -Li Shangyin's "February 2" The stars sink to the bottom of the sea as a window, and the rain looks at the source of the river. -Li Shangyin's "Three Poems of Bi Cheng" (I) Moss mangroves are scattered in the rain, and the moon is sad. -Li Shangyin's "Final Residence" The sky is raining, the autumn is crisp, and the grass color is far away. -Han Yu's "Showing Eighteen Members of Zhang Shui Department in Early Spring" is coming, and the cock crows. 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 "Wind and Rain" is evil! I want to know you and live a long life. 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! -Second Han Yuefu's "Shangxie" calendar * * * Then, Zeng Zi Group. Water is injected to the east, and there is no turning back to the west. The rainy night falls on the empty steps, and the light of dawn leaves the room in the dark. I don't drink when I'm sad. When can I be together? -Northern and Southern Dynasties He Xun's "Leaving Sorrow at Night" is puzzling and walks alone for thousands of miles. It rained black in the river, and the waves and Whitestorm began to rise. -Southern and Northern Dynasties, He Xun's "Farewell" He stared at the desolate moon in the temporary palace. He heard the bell in the late rain, cutting his chest. -Tang Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow, Cao Qinghu, Wan Li, and Huang Meiyu walked alone. 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 wind returns to the clouds and breaks through the rain, and the lake is warm again. 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 the South Lake", the big strings are like rain, and the small strings are light and dense. Humming, whispering-and then mixing together, like pouring large and small pearls into a plate of jade. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Preface to Pipa" Hongbanjiang Bridge green wine flag, when the pavilion is warm and the sun is slanting. Poor rain stops the east wind, and thousands of trees hang down separately. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Yang Liuzhi" cried early and rested, and the residual lights went out. Through the window, you know that it rains at night, and bananas speak first. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Rain at Night" Badong sailed to Brazil, and the waves washed out the wind and rain. Polygonum hydropiper is cold and red, and Gracilaria leaves are blue and sad. -Tang Baijuyi's "Zhuzhici" is empty, the autumn night is long, and the sky is unknown in the long night. The shadow on the wall after the lamp still lingers, and the rustle of dark rain hitting the window. -Tang Baijuyi's "Shang Yang White Haired Man" is cold in three autumn nights, and an old man is at ease. 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 the Autumn Rain" Xiyuan Road hangs at the head of the city, and the guest has not received the rain from Jiang Ting. Jun, try to divide the water. White clouds are still like Han and Qiu. -Tang "Send Judge Li to Jinjiang De" took a rain break in Dongdutou and 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" went to Tianjin immediately after the rain. 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. -Tang Cui Hao titled Tongguan Building, a vassal in the capital, sharp and unusual, and spent a lot of money. The clouds in front of the emperor's temple will dissipate and the cactus will be green. Depending on the terrain of this land, it is very difficult to reach Han Zhi through Chang 'an to the west. Excuse me, why are the fame and fortune on the roadside all such senior students? -Don Cui Hao's Passing 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. -Tang Cui Hao's "The Song of the Wild Goose Gate Conference semifinals" Liu Wan's cool moon hangs his eyebrows, and the more he looks at the Zhongshan mirror. Peach blossoms rained in Lanxi for three days, and carp came to the beach at midnight. -Tang Dai Shulun's "Lanxi Acura" On the Suxi Pavilion, the grass grows and flies. Who stops by the east wind? Swallows don't return to the Spring Festival Evening, and it's a misty rain and apricot blossoms. -Tang Dai Shulun's "Su Ting" went to the blue sea and looked along the coast, hoping that the old bones would be forgotten. The new ghost wails there, and the old one is loudest in the stormy dark sky. -Tang Du Fu's "Car Shop" knows the season when it rains, and it meets spring. 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. -"Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" by Tang Du Fu, the geese fly high, the sun and the moon are white, and the green maple turns red with frost. -Tang Du Fu's "A Note to Han Shi" bedside table is dry and rainy. 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 the Autumn Wind", after the rain, why count it? However, you see, the ancient Guan Zhong, the rich and poor gentleman's Bao Shuya, was abandoned like dirt. -Don Du Fu Poor Bank of Communications Spring leeks are cut in the night rain, and brown rice is freshly cooked in a special way. My host announced that it was a festival, and he urged me to drink ten cups. -Tang Du Fu's "Giving Eight Guards" is thousands of miles away. The flowers are green and red, and the water village is full of wine flags. More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain. -Tang Du Mu's "Jiang Nanchun Jueju" It rained in the Qingming period, and pedestrians on the road wanted to break their souls. Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village. -Tang Du Mu's Qingming Festival After the rain, it was noisy and floated in Xiao Songgui's autumn. Moss covered the steps, and Bai Niao deliberately stayed behind. -Tang Du Mu's "Topic Yangzhou Temple" Jun asked that the return date was undecided, and the rain rose in the autumn pool in the evening. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night. -Tang Li Shangyin's Note to a Friend in the North on a Rainy Night and Rain-Love Trilogy (Ba Jin)