The famous sayings describing winter rain are as follows:

1. It rains in the Chu sky in October, and the same clouds darken the wilderness. There should be snow on the front mountain, but no frost here. The air is mixed with heavy mist, and the sound is long at night. There is no traffic in the leisure court, and there is no way to think about it. ——"Winter Rain" by Yuan·Song Dynasty

In early winter in October, it started to rain in Chu. Dark clouds and winter rain enveloped the earth in darkness. The poet guessed that it should be snowing ahead, but there was not even frost here. The rain mixes with the morning mist, and at night it rains continuously, accompanied by the sound of night leaks. The courtyard is empty, there are no guests coming and going, the poet disappears into his thoughts, and there is silence everywhere.

2. What's the matter? The winter rain hits the window, and the sound of dripping at night is heard at dawn. If it turns into snow all over the sky, there is a lone tent on the path fishing in the evening river. ——"Cold Rain" by Fan Chengda of the Song Dynasty

Why is it already winter and the rain is still knocking on my window? The winter rain continued, and there was a sound of raindrops at night. In the early morning, the rain became even heavier, like the sound of gurgling water. How wonderful it would be if the rain turned into snowflakes flying all over the sky! I must go on the boat and fish in the evening river in the wind and snow! The poet's hope for snow is even more fervent. And what is there to watch in Dong Yu that lacks interest?

3. There is no snow in the three winters, and the light raindrops are empty. It's like outside the countryside, with desolate smoke beside the water. ——"One of Two Winter Rain" by Lu Longyun of the Ming Dynasty

I haven't seen falling snow for three winters, and the drizzle outside is dripping on the empty stone steps. The poet couldn't help but think of the winter situation in his hometown. It was like this, too. There was a lot of smoke and water, and he couldn't see the distance clearly. Amidst the sound of raindrops, the poet's eyes couldn't help but get wet. Winter rain is not as sad as autumn rain, but the longing in his heart will slip out quietly. In the cold winter, there is the warmth and sadness of longing.