1. "The Mountain Fields Want to be Broken"
Era: Song Author: Wang Anshi
The mountain fields want to be broken for a long time, and they are still begging for rain at the end of the fall.
The women like the coolness of autumn, and the bicycles are full of laughter.
The clouds are rolling over the water, and the sky is blowing flat.
The water is so cold that it is hard to see how it can be used as a river, and how it can be used as a river.
The first time I saw this, it was in the middle of the night, and it was in the middle of the night, and it was in the middle of the night.
The world is not a place to be asked, but a place to be known.
The stars and the moon are in the sky under the interjection of the barge.
The bones of the dragon have been vomited, and the family is really suffering.
2. Ziyun Zizhan Wuzhong Tianwu sigh
Era: Song Author: Su Zhe
The rain has been clear for a long time, but I am afraid that it will be too late, and when will it be clear enough to ask for rain.
This year, the oars are on the flat ground, and last year, the straw raincoat is a garment.
I don't know who is angry with the God of Heaven, but I have abandoned the dust and mud of the soil.
The husband is strong and healthy, and the woman is dirty.
The four walls collapsed and they leaned on the loom, and they gathered up the leftovers and blew out the chaff and rice.
The eastern neighbor is a cook for ten days, and the western neighbor is the one who saves you from your hunger.
Salt is the only salt on the coast that is not in a drought.
It is rumored that the four sides share the same suffering, and it is not related to the East China Sea to kill the filial piety woman.
3. Ninety-Three Madhyamaka Songs
Era: Song Dynasty Author: S. Fan-Tsang
Seeking the way is like seeking rain, and the dryness of the sky is a source of sorrow day and night.
Suddenly the wind and rain arrive, and all the ravines compete for the flow.
All things in the world are moisturized, and the Dragon King of the Three Wells comes out.
The south of the cloud is like splitting arrows, and the north of the cloud is like pouring marsh.
The rocks roar with anger and thunder, and the snow waves float in the air.
Suddenly the wind and rain ceased, and the flat earth rested for a while.
The monk's family rode a bullock.
The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the newest version of the book.
The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the newest version of the game, and you will be able to see the newest version of it.
The bag is a head of the cloth, and the pro-relief knot.
Nail to nail, iron to iron.
Cold is cold, hot is hot.
This is the heart of the Buddhas, and the secret of the Monothelites.
The peaks of the seven peaks are as slippery as moss.
4. Ode to the Way of Proof - Song of the Way of Proof
Era: Song Author: Shi Yinsu
The devil is strong, the law is weak, and there are many grievances, and the trickster's head is covered.
He sacrificed his life to seek the rain, and the sky cleared up.
5. The 160 Madhyamaka Songs
Era: Song Dynasty Author: S. Zonggao
Buy iron and get real gold, seek rain and get snow.
The five peaks are made of jade, and a thousand trees are knotted with silver.
The Dragon King is auspicious, the Pratyekabuddha is ugly.
The secret doors of the three worlds of Buddha are all missing today.
2. What are the verses of praying for rain1.
Women love the coolness of autumn, and they ride their bicycles with many laughs. The clouds of the new moon rolled over the water, and blew the flat Chu in a dismal manner.
The two sides of the river, the horizontal bei and the straight moat, are suspected to be out of the continent. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
The world is not a place to be asked, but to know where to go.
The bones of the dragon have been vomited and dumb, the field house is really bitter. 2. "Ziyun Zizhan Wuzhong Tianwu sigh" Age: Song Author: Su Zhe Long rain to get sunny fear of late, both clear and when to come to seek rain.
This year, the oars are commissioned to the flat ground, last year, the straw raincoat for the clothes. I don't know who is angry with the God of Heaven, but I have abandoned the dust and mud of the soil.
The husband is strong and healthy, and the woman is dirty. The four walls of the house are leaning on the loom, and the leftovers are being packed up and blown away.
The eastern neighbor has a kitchen for ten days, and the western neighbor has no one to save you from hunger. The only thing that is not dry is the salt on the sea shore, and it is sold to the babies.
It is rumored that the four directions share the same misery, and it is not related to the East China Sea that kills filial piety women. 3.93 Madhyamaka Odes Era: Song Dynasty Author: S. Fancong Seeking Taoism is like seeking rain, and dryness is a worry day and night.
Suddenly, the wind and rain arrive, and all the ravines compete with each other. The world is moist, and the dragon king of the three wells has come out of his head.
The south of the cloud is like splitting arrows, and the north of the cloud is like pouring Chu. The rock is roaring with anger and thunder, and the snow and waves are floating in the air.
Suddenly, the wind and rain stopped, and the flat land was rested for a while. The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the world.
The first thing you need to do is to get to the top of the stairs and get to the bottom of the stairs. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money from the bank.
The bag head, the pro knot. The first thing you need to do is to get rid of all the nails in the nail, and the iron in the iron.
The cold road is cold, the hot road is hot. This is the heart of the Buddha, but also a single mention of the wonderful secret.
The top of the seven peaks is as slippery as moss, and the cold mountain picks up and drags it. 4. Ode to the Way of Proof - Song of Proof of the Way Era: Song Author: S. Yinsu The devil is strong, the law is weak, and there are many grievances, and the trickster head of the Buddha is on the top of the cover.
The first is a song about a man who is a man of the world, a man of the world, a man of the world, a man of the world, a man of the world, a man of the world, a man of the world, a man of the world, a man of the world, a man of the world, a man of the world, a man of the world, a man of the world, a man of the world.
The five peaks are carved out of jade, and a thousand trees are knotted with silver. The Dragon King is a lucky man, and the Pratyekabuddha is an ugly man.
The secret door of the three Rudras, all of which have been missed today.
3. Seek modern poem verses about rain1. "Rain in Heaven" Lead-colored clouds buried the sunlight Dark corners alone sadness Church bells Wake up the sleeping heart White feathers struggling to escape from the devil's palm Angel's tears Drops down the ocean Gently beat Soothe the wounded wings 2. "The sound of the rain" I like to stand in front of the window and listen to the rain In the quiet night, the sound of the drops like a happy note The sound of the rain ticking in the quiet of the night and the smell of it always reminds me of my yellowed past before my eyes The past is gone, but what will never fade away are the thoughts and hopes in my heart The sea is wide and the sky is clear, so where can I go to look for my lost dreams The sound of the rain ticking in the quiet of the night and the sound of it jumping in my ears is a mischievous song What is haunting my dreams is the story of you and the light of day 3. A rain and another rain are queuing up, waiting for a snow to sue God, and I, the river, but not the water on the trail, not yet the afternoon tea on the shore, spring has become an unpredictable predicament, and I, the river, can't pull myself out of it, and a rain and another rain are queuing up, waiting for a snow to sue God, and I, the river, can't pull myself out, and a rain and another rain are queuing up, waiting for a snow to sue God, and I, the river, can't pull myself out, and a rain and another rain are queuing up, waiting for a snow to sue God. I like to listen to the rain I like to listen to the rain I like to listen to the rain I like to listen to the rain I like to listen to the rain I like to listen to the rain I like to listen to the rain I like to listen to the rain I like to listen to the rain I like to listen to the rain I like to listen to the rain I like to listen to the rain I like to listen to the rain I like to listen to the rain I like to listen to the rain I like to listen to the rain I have understood the whole of life I have understood the whole of life I like to listen to the rain I like to listen to the rain I like to listen to the rain I like to listen to the rain I like to listen to the rain I have understood the whole of life I like to listen to the rain I like to listen to the rain I like to listen to the rain I like to listen to the rain In the long rainy night, the water on the window pane falls down, connecting the wooden lattice of the window frame with the disappointment of the glass, and falls on the edge of the building into four or five crystal petals, and falls on the broken thoughts in the pool of the heart, and ripples expanding along the earth's veins, can really cut off the latitude lines between heaven and earth, and the thoughts of the weaver weaving all night long will be shattered like gold and jade, and it will surely be wet tomorrow, and the light of the penthouse that has always been on, is really the switch broken, and it's not the switch that is broken, and it is not the switch that is broken. She used to sleep with the light on, so innocent that she wanted to see the person in her dreams, and in her long thoughts, her sleepless eyes were swollen, but they shone a light of hope for the rainy night walkers, the stormy night windows, the stars disappeared outside the light, and I knew it was going to rain all night again. The girl who walks with an umbrella in the rain quietly appears through the crowds, wandering in the rainy street. I approach the girl, not daring to look at her in the hazy night, not daring to say, "Girl, she's sad, or she's grieving." She paces quietly in the street with no pedestrians, still singing a beautiful song, and she's still walking with her feet. It was raining, and in the stillness of the street, I met this quiet girl, with her long dark hair, walking under the streetlight, nodding slightly to me, but not greeting me, and I stopped, looking at her slender figure, without a word, and the rain went on, and the girl--she walked away into the depths of the rain, and the figure, and the song, gradually, gradually, gradually dissolved into the rainy night, and I stood there, and I saw her, and I saw her. I stood in the street, in the misty rain, silently, silently, silently, silently, silently, silently, silently, silently, silently, silently, towards the depths of the rain. The forgotten corners are still worth remembering Look at the flowers outside the window How can you bear to let them fall, O affectionate rain, and say the truth in your prayers, please let her go, the idle fisherman who fishes without a care in the world, who wears a straw raincoat tightly, why don't you pay any attention to me? Look at the watch on your wrist, why is it that the person you met with hasn't come yet, and how can it be that she is so annoyed with me? The dusty building has been given a new look, and you're the biggest contributor to the new look. I've met you in the rain and the wind, and the flowers next to me have fallen baldly, and dark clouds are blocking the sun, so please don't be late for our next appointment. I'm wandering alone in the long, long, lonely rainy alley with an umbrella. I'm looking forward to meeting a lilac girl with a lilac color and fragrance, and lilac sorrow. She wanders in the rain with a lilac umbrella, and walks in silence like me, cold, bleak, and depressed. She approaches silently, and casts a breathless look at me. She passes by, like a dream, like a lilac in a dream, like a lilac in a dream, like a lilac in a dream, like a lilac in a dream, like a lilac in a dream, like a lilac in a dream. She passes by me, but she moves far away, far away, far away, far away, far away, far away, far away, far away, far away, far away, far away, far away, far away. In the dirge of the rain, she has lost her color, dispersed her fragrance, dissipated, even her breathless gaze, lilac melancholy, holding an oil-paper umbrella, wandering alone in the long, long, lonely rainy alley, I hope to see a lilac girl with a sorrowful heart floating by. It's the same whether you come or not, it even feels that every lotus looks like you, especially across the dusk, across such a fine rain, eternity, moment, moment, eternity, waiting for you, within time, waiting for you, in the moment, in the eternity, if your hand is in my hand, at this moment, if your fresh fragrance, is in my nostrils, I will say, Little Lover, Nuo, this hand should be picking the lotuses, in the Wu Palace this hand should be, shaking a handle of laurel pulp, in the Magnolia Boat, and A star hanging in the eaves of the Science Museum, earrings hanging in general, the Swiss watch said seven o'clock suddenly you come, step after the rain of red lotus, fluttering, you come, like a small order, from a love story you come, from Jiang Baishi's words, rhyming, you come, winter rain, pattering drizzle, gently sprinkled in the bottom of my heart, there is no umbrella, no poncho, only a beige coat, the rain is dismal, as if it were a rain, like a rain, the rain, the rain is not a rain, the rain is not a rain, but a beige coat, this rain, like a rain, like a rain, like a rain, like a rain, the rain, the rain, the rain is not a rain, but a rain. The rain fell poignantly, like a white flower offering to the departed, telling the unchanging fairy tale of eternity.
The pattering rain, gently hitting the dripping cornice, there is no retreat, no fear, only a forward-looking heart to run in the direction of going, this rain is fascinated, in the embrace of it in the sky to let go of the hang-ups, like to the wandering for a long time to send a message.
4. Poem about the rain urgentlyGreen Ruo hat, green straw raincoat, oblique wind and rain do not have to return. ----Zhang Zhihe "Fishing Songs" Dip your clothes in the apricot blossom rain, blow your face not cold willow wind.
---- ---- Zhinan Monk's "Absolute Verse" The morning rain in Weicheng is also light dust, and the guest house is green and the willow color is new. ---- Wang Wei "Sending Yuan Er to Envoy An Xi" south of four hundred and eighty temples, how many buildings in the smoke and rain.
---- ---- Du Mu "Jiangnan Spring" At the end of the night, lying down to listen to the wind blowing rain, the iron horse ice river into the dream. -----陆游《十一月四日风雨大作》 好雨知时节，当春乃发生。
---- Du Fu "Spring Night Joyful Rain" Seven or eight stars outside the sky, two or three points of rain in front of the mountains --- Xin Qiji "Moon on the Western River" The night comes... The sound of wind and rain, and the falling of flowers. ---- Meng Haoran "Spring Dawn" Qingming Festival rains, roadwalkers want to break their souls.
----- Du Mu "Qingming" The water is full of color and clear, and the rain is strange. ---- Su Shi "Drinking on the lake after the first clear rain" The mountains and rivers are shattered and the wind is fluttering, and the world is sinking and the rain is hitting the ping ping ---- Wen Tianxiang, "Crossing Lingdingyang" After fresh rain on the empty mountains, the weather comes late in the fall ---- (Wang Wei: "Mountain Dwelling in Autumn Meaningfulness") There is no rain on the mountain roads, and the empty cui is wet with people's clothes --- (Wang Wei: "Mountain Dwelling in Autumn Meaningfulness") --(Wang Wei: "In the Mountains") Cold Rain Even in the River at Night, People are in Wu, Pingming Sends Guests to Chushan Lonely ---- (Wang Changling: "Sending Xin Jian from Hibiscus Tower") . The wind and rain come at night, and the flowers fall.
(Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn") 2. After the new rain on the empty mountains, the weather comes late in the fall. (Wang Wei: "Mountain Dwelling in the Autumn Meal") 3.
(Du Fu: "Spring Night Joyful Rain") 4. mountain road Yuan no rain, empty green wet people clothes, (Wang Wei: "Mountain") 5. green Ruo hats, green Demoiselle raincoat, oblique wind and rain do not have to return. (Zhang Zhihe: "Fisherman's Song") 6. night end lying down to listen to the wind blowing rain, iron horse ice river into the dream.
(Lu You: "The Storm of November 4th") 7. The rain falls one after another at the time of Ching Ming Festival, and the pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. (Du Mu: "Qingming") 8. Cold rain even the river night people Wu, Pingming send guests Chushan lonely.
(Wang Changling: "Hibiscus Tower Sending Xin Jian") 9. Weicheng morning rain bubbles light dust, the guest house green willow color new. (Wang Wei: "Sending Yuan Er to Anxi") 10. The water is brimming and clear, and the rain is also strange.
(Su Shi: "Drinking on the Lake after the First Clear Rain") The rain on the river is all over the river and the grass is all over the mountain. Flowers fall alone, swallows fly in the rain. Seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three dots of rain in front of the mountain. Cold rain enters the river at night, sending guests to the mountains in peace and quiet. The clouds are green and want to rain, the water is tranquil and smoky, the sun rises in the east and the rain falls in the west, and the rain comes in the west.
The angry hair of the crown, by the railings, the dash of the rain is already the dusk alone sad, more wind and rain. The green Ruo hat, green straw raincoat, the wind and rain do not have to return to the red building to look at each other across the rain cold bead foil floating lamps alone to return to the small building one night to listen to the spring rain, deep alleys tomorrow morning to sell apricot blossoms, you ask the return date is not yet a period of time, the rain of the night in Bashan rose autumn pond.
When **** cut the candles in the west window, but talk about Bashan night rain. The city of Weicheng rain Eup clear dust, the guest house green willow color new Previously I went, willow Yi Yi; now I come to think of, rain and snow falling Xi Valley wind, to the shade to rain Lying down in the dead of the night to listen to the wind blowing rain, Iron Horse Ice River into the dream to the sky Street rain is as wet as crispy, the grass color is close to the look but no Small building one night to listen to the spring rain, the deep alleys tomorrow morning to sell the apricot blossoms Autumn curtains a thousand rains, the sunset platform flute wind The water glistening sunny, the mountain color is also strange green Ruo hats, green straw raincoat, the wind and rain. I'm not going to return.
The Fugue Beauty? The young man listens to the rain and sings upstairs, and the red candle dims the tent. The young man is listening to the rain in the guest boat, and the river is wide and the clouds are low, and the geese are screaming in the west wind.
Now I'm listening to the rain under the monk's hut, and my temples are starry-eyed. The sadness and happiness are always unfeeling, let the steps drip to the dawn.
But I don't forget the time of parting, when I crossed the maple bridge in the evening smoke and spring rain. The wind and the rain are very bad, so don't get tired of the low grass.
After the rain, the grass slanting sun, apricot blossoms scattered swallow mud incense. The South Dynasty four hundred and eighty temples, how many buildings in the smoke and rain last night wind and rain.
The most important thing to remember is that you can't get rid of the wine in your sleep.
I'm not sure if I know what I'm talking about.
Do you know?
The pain of being away from home is not known. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
The spring tide and the rain came in the evening, and no one was there to cross the river. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. The wind of the willow is not cold.
. Winter thunder bursts Summer rain (sound desire, the word is this) snow Rain across the wind crazy March twilight, the door covers the dusk, no plan to stay in the spring to live. After the new rain on the empty mountains, the weather comes late in the fall.
The spring is gone, a few points to urge the flowers to rain. The first thing I want to do is to get the money to pay for it.
The curtains are down, and the swallows are coming back in the rain.
--Wang Yucheng's Dot Jianglip Pink butterflies dance across the threshold, and the curtain rolls up in the evening sky.
The evening of the Long Pavilion, when the rain began to fall. The first rain is coming down. I have no idea what to do with my life, but I'm in love with my boat.
I've been looking at you with tears in my eyes, and I'm speechless and choking. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new pair of shoes or boots.
The first thing you need to do is to get out of the car and get out of the house. The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the newest version of the game, and then you can see the newest version of the game.
This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world who has been in the world for a long time, and I've never seen her in the world. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world, and then you'll be able to get your hands on some of the most popular ones.
If you ask me how many times I've been in love, I'll tell you what I've been doing. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
The rain is falling at the time of the yellowing of the plums. Wind and rain to send spring back, snow to welcome spring to the cliff is already a hundred feet of ice, but there are flower branches pretty Yangchun Bu Deze, all things are born glorious ---------- Han Lefu ancient rhetoric "Chang Ge Xing" I do not know who cuts out the fine leaves, the February spring winds like scissors -------- Tang He Zhizhang "Winged Willow" Tianjie Xiaoyu Run as Crisp, the grass color distantly see near but no.
The most important thing is to ask how much love is there, how much love is there.
The most is a year of spring benefits, the absolute victory of smoke and willow full of Huangdu - Tang Han Yu "early spring to present the Ministry of Water Zhang eighteen members outside the bamboo peach blossoms three or two branches, the spring river water warm ducks know first. ----------- Song - Su Shi "Huichong Spring River Evening Scene Two" Waiting to recognize the face of the east wind, ten thousand purples and thousands of reds is always spring. -------- Song - Zhu Xi "Spring Day" Stained with apricot blossom rain, blowing the face is not cold Yang Liu wind.
---- Bai Juyi 〈〈Qiantang Lake Spring Walk〉〉 The moonrise startled the mountain birds, singing in the spring stream. -----王维《鸟鸣涧》 春潮带雨晚来急，野渡无人舟自横。
---- ---- Wei Yingwu Chuzhou Western Stream Ancient Poem Describing Summer The lotus leaves in the sky are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers in the sun are different.
5. Verses and riddles about rainVerses about rain The night comes with the sound of wind and rain, and the flowers fall to know how much.
-Meng Haoran, "Spring Dawn" The rain knows the season, when spring is happening. -Du Fu "Spring Night Joyful Rain" Seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three points of rain in front of the mountain.
-Xin Qiji, "Moon on the Western River", "The light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, and the color of the grass can be seen from afar.
-Wei Yingwu, "Western Stream in Chuzhou", "The apricot blossom rain is wet on the clothes, and the willow wind is not cold on the blowing face".
-Song - Zhao Shixiu "about the guest" Green Ruo hat, green straw raincoat, oblique wind and rain do not have to return. -Zhang Zhihe's "Fishing Song" (渔歌子), "The rain of apricot blossoms is wet on the clothes, and the wind of willow is not cold on the blowing face" (志南和尚).
-Wang Wei, "Send Yuan Er Envoy to Anxi", "Four hundred and eighty temples in the south, how many buildings in the smoke and rain.
-Lu You, "The 4th of November", "The rain falls one after another during the Qingming Festival, and the pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. -Du Mu's "Qingming" is a good example of a clear water, but the rain is also strange.
-Su Shi, "Drinking in the Early Clearing Rain on the Lake" (饮湖上初晴后雨) The mountains and rivers are broken up, and the wind is fluttering, and the world is sinking, and the rain is hitting the ping pong.
-Wang Yucheng's "Point Jiang Li" (点绛唇) has butterflies dancing across the threshold, and the curtains are rolled up in the evening sky.
The cold rain is coming into Wu at night, sending guests to the lonely mountains of Chu in the evening. The clouds are green and want to rain, and the water is tany and smoky.
The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. The wind is always blown away by the rain and the wind.
The anger is so great that I can't help but look at the railings and see the rain coming down. The first thing you need to do is to get the best of the best.
The red building looks at each other through the rain, cold beads foil floating lamps to return alone. The first thing you need to do is to get the best out of it.
You ask the return date has no period, Bashan night rain rises in the autumn pool. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.
The city of Weicheng rain Eup Eup clear dust, the guest house green willow color new. In the past, I went back, willow; now I come to think of, rain and snow fall.
The wind is blowing in the valley, and it is raining in the shade. The wind is blowing rain at the end of the night, and the iron horse and the icy river are coming into the dream.
The rain on the sky street is as moist as pasty, and the color of the grass is not as close as it seems. The small building listens to the spring rain overnight, and the deep alley sells apricot blossoms in the morning.
In late fall, the curtain of a thousand rain, the sunset platform a flute wind. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
The only thing that I don't forget is the time of farewell, when the smoke and the rain cross the maple bridge. The rain and the wind are bad, don't get tired of the low grass hall.
After the rain, the grass slanting sun, apricot blossoms scattered swallow mud incense. The first time I saw it, it was a very good one, and the second time I saw it, it was a very good one.
I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get away with it, but I'm sure I'll be able to get away with it. The first thing you need to do is to ask the people who rolled up the curtains to tell you that the begonias are still the same.
I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that.
This time, I am so worried. The rain falls on the sycamore tree.
It's not that I'm suffering from the pain of being away from my family. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
The spring tide and the rain came in the evening, and no one was there to cross the boat. The rain and the wind are so crazy that in March, the door is covered with dusk, and there is no way to stay in spring.
After the new rain on the empty mountains, the weather comes late in the fall. The first thing you need to do is to get the money to pay for it.
All day long, no chapter, sobbing and sniveling. The first thing I want to do is to get the money to pay for it.
The yellow plum season home rain, grass pond everywhere frogs ...... Yu Rong lonely tears appendage dry, pear flower a spring with rain. If you ask how many times I've had the pleasure of being with you, I'd say it's a good idea.
A river of tobacco, full of wind and flotsam. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
The wind and rain send spring back, snow to meet the spring to, has been a cliff hundred feet of ice, there are still flower branch pretty.
The evening at the Long Pavilion, when the rain first broke. I'm not sure what I'm doing, but I'm going to try to find a place where I can get my hands on the boat and get out of here.
I've been looking at you with tears in my eyes, and I'm speechless and choking. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world, and you'll be able to do that.
The first thing you need to do is to get out of the car and get out of the house. The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the newest version of the game, and then you can see the newest version of the game.
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Yu Meiren - Listening to the Rain Jiang Jie Listening to the rain in the youth, the red candles dimmed the tent. The first time I heard this, I was in the middle of a boat. The river was wide and the clouds were low, and the geese were screaming in the west wind. The first time I saw this was when I was a kid, and the second time I saw it was when I was a kid, and the third time I saw it was when I was a kid.
Riddle Two people left together until four o'clock to return to the rain Rain four-way turban hanging on the rope Rain snow falling across the mountain Rain together to help the backward, drop by drop to rededicate the rain to show their faces Mountain rain to realize the rain fruit Wind full of buildings Rain before the frost after the change of taste Hugo heard the opera and thoughts, a little pearl tears dropping the scarf Fine rain after the fall After the separation of the two rain people two swallows flying and leaving horse tracks, a hook angling to attract the fish Rain water under the sky, the arms and wars are full of Showers in the sky, the second spring of the sky, the rain money, in the painting. The willow is half withered, Hugo, the whereabouts are unknown, Black rain, We meet twice in the frosty sky, Rain Man, A thunderbolt rings out all over the world, Thunderstorm, Wishing for the whole world, Heart rain, Love under heaven, Rain love, Rain love, Sunshine, Rain, Heartbreak under heaven, Acid rain, Half drifted snow, Wind and rain, The sky has been called the Ancient Spring since the ancient times, Rain money, Power can win the world, Heavy rain, Spring thunderstorm, Hugo, Every drop and every drop in the twilight, Twilight rain, Thunderstorm, My heart doesn't feel alarmed, Thinking about rain, The ninth day of the ninth month of the ninth year of the ninth moon? The autumn swing Hugo If you want to come, you need to contact me first Valley Rain Rei Miao gets rain The flowers are falling, it's almost morning Xie Yuchen Gulin Timely rain The harvest is fortunate to receive the manna Miao gets rain The flowers are falling, the world is happy Xie Yuxin After half a month of being born after being clear and bright, the valley is born The sky is three parts of the world, and the rainfall The world's famous Englishmen have opened up the island of Rainy Flower Terrace The sky's terraces are indistinct in the sky Smoky Rain Building The drought is looking at the cloud Nei Rain and the need When the spring comes, it's necessary to have the rain Umbrella, Ruo hats, straw raincoats, Rain and the need to have umbrellas in cloudy weather, rain and the need to have the rain The red color falls down in front of the steps Yuhua Terrace Rainfall in three parts of the world Rainfall at sunset The return of the old man Dark rain at night The sad people rejoice, the sick people are cured, and my pavilion is suitable for the rain Timely rain occurs when spring occurs Quarterly rain Lin The colorful fall of the fallen stars fills the island Yuhua Terrace I send my sorrows to the world Yu Qiuyu Suspected Galaxy Falling from the Nine Heavens Meteor shower The rain of the meteorites Gaining the world right away Timely rain in the drought Looking at the cloudy neon Zhang Yu Sheng Timely rain occurs in spring Timely rain The fall of the red color is dotted with the light of the morning Xie Yuchen Piuoyuetsu Tianyuhua Rinsing things with no sound, red and wet Tianyuhua The sunny days of the year, the stormy skies, the watery gates, the dashing rain, the rainy days, the first to worry about the world, the rainy days, the rainy days, the wind and the rainy days, the poor people, the poor people, the rainy days, the first to worry about the world, the rain, the rain, the rain, the rain, the rain, the rain, the rain, the rain, the rain, the rain, the rain, the rain, the rain, the rain, the rain, the rain, the rain, the rain, the rain, the rain, the rain, the rain, the rain, the rain, the rain, the rain, the rain, the rain, the rain, the rain, the rain, the rain, the rain, the rain, the rain, the rain, the rain, the rain, the rain. Rain The Witch's Gorge is in the twilight The Goddess returns to Bashan Night Rain The tiger is driven out of the country, the world will be peaceful forever The wind and the rain are smooth The wind and the rain are unobstructed The wind and the rain are unobstructed The wind and the rain are smooth The wind and the rain are smooth The wind and the rain are smooth
6. Poems about rain,1. Rainy Lane Dai Wangshu Wandering alone with an oil-paper umbrella in a long, long and lonely rainy lane I hope to meet a girl with a lilac-like sadness who has a lilac-like color, a lilac-like fragrance, a lilac-like sorrow, and a lilac-like sorrow, and who is grieving and wandering in the rain, and who is wandering in a lonely rainy lane, with an oil-paper umbrella, and who has walked with her steps silently, like me, as if she were walking. Wandering alone in the long, long and lonely rainy alley, I hope that a lilac-like girl with sorrow will pass by. Waiting for You, in the Rain Yu Guangzhong Waiting for you, in the rain, in the rain of rainbows Cicadas sinking, frogs rising, a pool of red lilies like red flames, in the rain, it's the same whether you're coming or not, it feels that every lotus looks like you, especially in the dusk, in the rain, in this kind of fine rain, eternity, fleeting moment, fleeting moment, eternity, waiting for you, in time. If your hand were in mine, if your fragrance were in my nostrils, I'd say, "Lover, this hand should be picking lotuses, and this hand should be shaking an osmanthus pulp in a magnolia boat, and a star hangs from the eaves of the Science Museum, and a Swiss watch says it's seven o'clock, and suddenly you're walking, fluttering, like a ditty, like a love story from Jiang Baishi. From the words of Jiang Baishi, in rhyme, you come, the winter rain, the drizzle, the rain that lightly falls on my heart, no umbrella, no poncho, only a beige coat, this rain falls in a dismal way, like a white flower for a departed person, telling a fairy tale that has never changed, the drizzle, the drizzle, the drizzle, the drizzle, the dripping gables, no retreat, no fear, only a heart that moves forward, running in the direction of where it's going, the rain falls in an enchanted way, and in the sky, embracing it, letting go of the ties that hold me back, letting go of the ties that hold you back, and in the sky, letting go of the ties that hold you back. The sky embraces it and lets go of its attachments like a message to those who have been wandering for a long time Hurry up, hurry up and go home! Late at night, in the drizzle, a girl walking with an umbrella, with black hair, softly humming a faint tune, walks through a fork in the road, and enters an alley, walking with an umbrella, in the depths of the rain, and then silently appearing through the crowds on the rainy street, wandering around. --I approached this girl, not daring to look at her in the hazy night, not daring to say, "Girl-- she's sad, or she's sorrowful, and she paces quietly in the deserted streets, still singing a beautiful song, and it's raining, and in the quiet streets, I met this quiet girl, wearing a dark, dark coat. The girl, with her long dark hair, walking under the streetlight, nodded a little at me, but did not greet me. I stopped and looked at her slender figure, but did not say a word. The rain continued to fall, and the girl, she, walked away into the depths of the rain, and the figure, and the song, gradually, gradually, gradually, dissolved into the rainy night. I stood in the street, in the hazy rain, silently, silently, silently, silently, silently, silently, silently, silently, silently, silently, in the hazy rain, and the rain, silently, silently, silently, silently, silently, silently, silently, silently. I stand on the street in the misty rain, silently, silently, towards the deep emergence of the rain. 4. "One rain and another rain are lining up" One rain and another rain are lining up, waiting for a snow to sue God. I, the river, but not the water's journey up the mountain path, not yet the afternoon tea on the bank, spring, has become an unpredictable predicament. I, the river, can't pull myself out of the river, and one rain and another rain are lining up, not waiting for a snow to sue God. 5. "The Rain Writings" by Yitong. The first clouds in the sky, after all the vicissitudes of life, converge to form the falling rain, the dashing raindrops, the wet memories, the forgetfulness of rain gears for the sake of getting wet. The pouring rain is the venting of thunder and lightning's love, accompanied by the roar of the thunder goddesses and the electrician's roar, the hard rain line is pushed and jumps down in aggravation, like an elongated crystal, icy and clean. The rain pours over your anger, opens the umbrella of my soul, lowers my posture and lets it wash away all my memories of happiness and pain. The wind says that the rain is the teardrops of the sky, with its soft flowing streams, crashing around, finding a place to slide down at the end of the glass, searching for the dampness in the cracks of my heart, wanting to evaporate from my memories, and so opening my heart in anticipation of the sunrise. I like the scent of the soil after the rain, the petals fall and stir up the intoxication of the roots, and the rain gives the dusty world a cool writing. 6. "Autumn Rain" The Orchid of Stopping the Water It's an autumn rain again, and it's falling in such a pattering pattern. The silent weeping breaks the silence of this thousand year old city, and it seems to be happy, but not happy, and it looks like Daiyu, like a weak willow brushing against the wind, and it's as hazy as a hand in the air. The haze of not being able to see anything, and it's lost to the children who are going back from school, and whether or not we can see them. Can I still see the blurred smiles of the tormented faces, the forgotten corners that are still worthy of remembrance? Look at the delicate flowers outside the window, how can you bear to let them fall? How can you bear to let them fall? I beg you to let her go, the idle man who fishes without a care in the world, the man who wears the straw raincoat tightly, why do you not pay any attention to me? Look at the watch on your wrist, why is it that the man you met with has not yet come, and how can you not make her so irritable? I was so annoyed that I was covered with dust on the floor of the new look, the first party you are the biggest contributor to the mobilization of the hands of time to sit in the city tower waiting for you to triumph in the wind and rain and you know next to the flowers to be petals fell flowers bald branches dark clouds blocked the setting sun the next stop to meet please do not come too late.