Su Shi's poems about the weather (preferably about the rain).

Say: When will the moon have a water tone? When did Song Sushi have a bright moon? I take my glass from a distance. I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time. I want to go home by wind, but I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu. I can't stand the cold at the top of the mountain. I dance to find out what my shadow looks like on the earth. Turn to Zhuge, arrive at the wild lake, and take pictures without sleep. There should be no hate, everything is biased towards other times. People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away. Su Shi's "spring night on a Spring Night" is worth a thousand dollars. The pavilion in Song Guanlou is very quiet, and the night in the swing yard is very heavy. In the mid-autumn moon, Su Shi's twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the jade plate. If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year? Nian Nujiao. Nostalgia in Chibi Su Shi's "One River does not return, the waves are exhausted". Romantic figures through the ages. Old camp west, people say it's the war of the Three Kingdoms, Battle of Red Cliffs. Rocks and clouds are falling, waves are hitting the shore and thousands of piles of snow are being rolled up. As picturesque as a mountain, how many heroes there are at one time! Think back to Gong Jin, when Xiao Qiao just got married, he was handsome, holding a feather fan and wearing a black silk scarf. He talked and laughed, and it's all over. I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely. Things are like a dream, a bottle or a month. In the Yuan Dynasty, Su Shi gave a banquet, the stars scattered in the moon, and the fairy wind blew off the incense of the imperial furnace. Courtiers stood in Tong Ming Hall, a red cloud holding the Jade Emperor. Huashi is on the Yao stage, and I can't get away after several phone calls. In the evening when the sun went down, Hua Ying just retired, but the moon rose again and Hua Ying appeared again. On the night of June 20th, Su Shi crossed the sea, and on the third night, the bitter rain finally cleared up. Who embellishes the clouds and the moon, the sky and the sea are clear. In his spare time, Chaucer used the convenience of music to get familiar with the music played in Xuanyuan. I don't hate the narrow escape in the south. I spent the rest of my life traveling. The soothsayer Su Shi missed the moon, hung a sparse tree and missed the beginning of silence. Who saw you alone? Fuzzy and lonely. At night, it suddenly becomes afraid, suddenly flies and comes back frequently, but no one always understands its infinite inner feelings. It kept wandering among the cold branches, but refused to perch on any tree, and finally landed alone on the cold shoal. Jade bone, the ice muscle applied by the fairy, is cool and sweat-free. Fenglaishui Temple is full of faint fragrance. Embroidered curtains are open, a little bright moon peeks at people, and people are lying on pillows without sleeping. When I got up hand in hand, the house was silent, and I saw scattered stars crossing the river. How about the evening? It's midnight. The golden wave is light, and the jade rope turns low. But when will the west wind come? We're not sneaking around. Jiang Sushi lived for ten years and then died. Never think, never forget. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty. When night came, my dream suddenly came home. Xiao Xuan window, get dressed. Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears, it is expected that heartbroken every year, on the moonlit night, short pine hills. Su Shi, Nian Nujiao, climbed high and looked far, but there was no trace of Wan Liyun. Sweet-scented osmanthus flies, where the sun shines and the air is crisp in autumn. Yuyu Qionglou, coming and going from Luan, people are in Liangguo. Mountains and rivers are picturesque, and smoke trees are vivid. I clap my hands and sing wildly, till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon, and become a guest. Dancing and wandering, the wind and dew, I don't know what night it is. I want to return by wind, so I don't need to ride Peng Yi. In the Crystal Palace, the flute was blown off with a loud sound. When does Su Shi, the head of water diversion, have a bright moon? Ask about Sky Wine. I don't know about palaces in the sky. What year is tonight? I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade. Dance to find the shadow, what is it like! The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone? People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away. Xiangzi sushi, dust-free at night, moonlight like silver. When you pour the wine, you must be full of ten points. This is both fame and fortune, but it is a waste of people and money. A pony in a sigh, a fire in a stone, and a dream. Although you hold an article, who will kiss you? And Tao Tao, happy innocence. When will you go home? Be an idle person. Yes, a glass of Qin Long, a pot of wine and a wisp of cloud. Taibai Mountain went down the mountain early and arrived at the courtyard wall of Shuchongshou Hospital in Hengqu Town. Su Shi immediately continued his dream, but he didn't know if he would open the door in the morning. The mountains are green and the moonlight is pale and lonely. Running around annoying stamp collectors is a disgrace to the old monk. Come back as soon as possible and remember my past. Xishan, a small hall sushi on the mountain, has become more kind and insatiable, reaching the top of the mountain. Deep valley wild bird hair, fairy fine eyebrows. Nong Yu should not be ashamed of riding a phoenix, but should drive the old toad through Chang 'e, where the grass and rock flowers are ownerless and the butterfly enters the curtain late. On the night of August 15th, Su Shi, the moonlight was everywhere. Don't choose the eaves, don't choose the towers, and the official residence is like Pengdao. In front of Feng Chai's hall, wild oranges smell fragrant, and Hà Thu is always by the Tan Jian Bridge. August 18th Tide, a spectacular world. Kunpeng hit the water for 3,000 miles and trained a long drive of 100,000 people. The red flag and green cover gradually disappear, and the black sand and white waves eat each other. There are two advantages to this trip when life is in trouble. I am willing to add candles when I hear this, and the white robe outside the door is like a stork.