Stepping on the sunshine in spring, the flowers fall in spring and the days are long. Xi he flogged Suzaku once the garden was full of praise. Love during the day, youth is called makeup.

How to be young and not frivolous? In the afternoon, people are lazy, and the sun doesn't feel tired and soaring. Hua LUN removed the heavy door cover and collected the sky.

Clouds are dark and windows are bright, and everything is lost. The potential pressure on the poor spring is tight, and the lotus is in a hurry. Throughout the Chiba Movement in the Qing Dynasty,

The height of the ear is like a huge wave. Trivia dancing, boulders in a hurry. The shoulder case has not been brushed, and the thunder has passed through the wall.

Thousands of trees and branches, flying rain into the depths of the corridor. The water between the square walls is thin and broken, and the middle of the lake is weak and willow hurts. The silence of the red dragon is not enough,

Suddenly, I had an epiphany and became Huang Kun. Just hear that it's stormy, so why wait? If you feel afraid and suspicious, you will feel comfortable for a while.

Suddenly it thundered for nine days, and I wanted to lean against the beam. Over the years, dust has fallen in succession, and things suddenly become vast before they are still. The search for the soul is still undecided.

Just sitting in the dark and yellow fields.

The northwest corner is dark, holding up half the sky. The thunder, the flash, the arrow shaft under the rain; It's raining cats and dogs, the bucket is falling, and a little foam is falling. Only the wall collapsed and the ditch was flat. The barking dog was drowned in Dongzhuang, and the croaking duck was drowned in Xizhuang. This is called heavy rain.

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August and autumn are crisp and good, and my three hairs are rolled up. Hair flew over the river and sprinkled on the periphery of the river. The highest one hangs a long forest tip, and the lower one floats to Shentang 'ao. agree

On June 27th, Su Shi's Drunk Book of Wanghu Building;

Dark clouds can't hide the mountains.

Bai Yu jumped into the boat.

The wind comes and blows away,

Overlooking the lake, the water is like the sky.

The West Lake in summer, sometimes cloudy, sometimes sunny, sometimes windy and rainy, is extremely charming. This little poem describes the scene of the West Lake. At first glance, it is sunny and unpredictable.

The first two sentences are about clouds and rain: thick as ink, the clouds surge and roll, and before the mountain near the lake can be covered, glistening rain falls on the lake, and the rain feet beat on the lake, splashing countless sparkling pearls and jumping into the cabin in disorder. The metaphor of "dark clouds turn to ink" and "white rain jumps over pearls" not only describes the tense atmosphere when the weather suddenly changes, but also sets off the poet's joy of enjoying the rain on the boat.

The third sentence is about the wind: suddenly, the strong wind swept across the earth, blowing off the rain on the lake and dispersing the clouds. The word "suddenly" is used lightly, but it highlights the rapid change of the sky and shows the great power of the wind. The last sentence is about the sky and water: after the rain, it is clear and calm. The poet boarded the building, looked at the railing and saw that there was no water on the lake, and the water reflected the sky. The color of water is as clear as the sky, and the color is blue. What about the wind? Where is the cloud? I don't know where they all went, as if nothing had happened just now.

First on the boat, then on the roof, the poet quickly captured the ever-changing natural scenery on the lake: clouds turning, rain pouring, wind rolling, sunny and fine, writing far and near, moving and quiet, vivid and affectionate. Reading, you will have an immersive feeling-as if you had experienced a sudden rain in the lake and came to Wang Hu Tower to enjoy the beautiful scenery of water and sky.

In July 2004, the star's cancer recurred. On May 23rd, at 4 o'clock in the afternoon in Shen Jia, Changchun, the rainstorm suddenly dropped. It's a pity that it rains so much in the far north.

At that time, Tambo was entangled in Ditzko's suspense new article and took a pen to the place where the dark clouds destroyed the city. Suddenly, the phone rang and he was traveling. He said, "I'm looking at the sky. It's going to rain soon. Can I postpone shopping at night? " Look out the window. At other times, the sky is dark, and the clouds are like the colorful mountains in Li Keran, with layers of wind blowing, and the soil and water smell fishy and wet.

Just as Fang wanted to answer, suddenly the evil wind was blowing hard and there was a shrill cry. After a while, there was a loud noise. If the mountain collapses and the ground cracks, it will rain heavily. At first, barges were running, and then they were rushing. Standing by the window, they could not be seen from a few feet away. The wind, like a raging dragon, made a heartbreaking roar, pitying the little willow tree in the courtyard, but it was so ravaged that it shook its head and bent down and destroyed its branches. The flower bed on the ground also became spring grass in the pond at that time, wrinkled by the wind and rippling like hemp. Such as splashing water, such as pouring, such as pouring, such as waterfalls, white brooms, sweeping away the filth of the earth; A dense cluster of hoses will put out the noise of this world. The world here is as dark as night, thunder is rumbling, the wind is fierce, and the rain is dripping table tennis. Typhoon? What about the tsunami?

After a while, the rain stopped, the morning light was like washing, and people gradually heard laughter. Tambo checks the computer, but the screensaver is still there. Think about the end of the day, steam, water droplets, rain nuclei, charges, karma collision, produced, clouds come and rain go, the wind gathers and the wind dies, how fast! How fast! Life is the same, death is dull, fleeting, clouds and stars, peace and glory, economic and universal, peace and bosom friend, raise a glass to celebrate!

Just as I was feeling, the phone rang and it was the policeman. I said softly, "It rained just now. It's terrible. Have you ever been afraid? " At that time, the warm current in my heart was tears but I couldn't say it. ...

Therefore, determination is the next step. Make up the rainstorm today and comfort yourself.

By the way, it rained today, although it was not as good as yesterday, but it can be blamed and sighed.