Beautiful poem about rainstorm 1. Beautiful poems about rainy days.
Recommend some poems about rain that I like very much. I hope I like them:
Yu's article "Meeting with the Ministry of Water in Early Spring"
There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future. This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.
Shi's "Dingfengbo"
Don't listen to the rain through the forest, why not walk slowly singing?
Bamboo poles and sandals are more dexterous than riding horses. What's to be afraid of? A raincoat and hemp fiber, despite the wind and rain, still live my life.
The chilly spring wind woke me up, slightly cold, but the hills were oblique.
Looking back at the place where I met the wind and rain, going back, for me, there is no wind and rain, but it is still sunny.
Su Shi. Youmeitang rainstorm
A thunderous sound, like shaking from the feet of tourists to the feet, has a beautiful hall and thick clouds, which can't be opened.
In the distant horizon, the wind moves with the clouds, and the sea stands like a mountain. A rainstorm, which crossed the Qiantang River from eastern Zhejiang, hit Hangzhou.
The west lake is like a golden cup, full of rain, almost overflowing; The rain beat against the forest in the lake, making people feel relaxed and happy.
Arouse the fairy spring to sprinkle noodles, pour the dumplings and sprinkle roses.
Su Shi. Drunk book in Wang Hu Building on June 27th.
Clouds poured out and poured down like ink, but a mountain range was exposed on the horizon, bright and fresh, and the splashing water was like white pearl gravel, splashing on the boat.
Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle.
In addition, there are some famous sentences about rain:
How many flowers fall after a stormy night. Meng Haoran's Spring Dawn
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night. Wang Wei's "Autumn in the Mountain"
There is no rain on the mountain road, and the air is green and wet.
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 song.
The night will be over, I lie in bed listening to the sound of wind and rain, in a daze in my dream, riding an armored horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield. Lu You's The Storm of November 4th
Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. Du Mu's Tomb-Sweeping Day
On a cold rainy night, Wu lives alone in Chushan, Fujian. Wang Changling broke up with Xin Jian at Furong Inn.
The acropolis bathed in rain and light dust, and the guest house was green and willow-colored. Wang Wei's "Send Yuan and Twenty Shores to Xi"
The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. Su Shi: Rain after Drinking Chuqing Lake
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 song.
The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold. Monk Zhinan's quatrains
Weicheng is also lighter than rain and dust, and the guest house is green and willow. Wang Wei's "Send Yuan and Twenty Shores to Xi"
More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain. Du Mu's "Jiang Nanchun Jueju"
The night will be over, I lie in bed listening to the sound of wind and rain, in a daze in my dream, riding an armored horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield. Lu You's The Storm of November 4th
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night
How many flowers fall after a stormy night. Meng Haoran's Spring Dawn
The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. The rain after Su Shi drank Chuqing Lake
There is no rain on the winding mountain road, the smoke is misty in the dense pine trees, and the water vapor is heavy, as if to flow, and then the clothes of passers-by. Wang Wei's In the Mountains
The rain stopped suddenly last night. Deep sleep won't leave a hangover. I asked the shutter man, but he said, "Haitang is still there." You know what? You know what? It should be green, fat and thin! Li Qingzhao's Dream.
2. Beautiful sentences describing heavy rain
Original publisher: yunki 1840
1, wind chases rain, rain chases wind, wind and rain unite to chase dark clouds in the sky, and the whole world is raining. The wind is blowing and it is raining. A closer look reveals that there is not even a single person in the street. All the water was wasted and turned into a flowing river, and countless splashes rushed to open. From a distance, buildings and trees are blurred. A person walking on a country road, perhaps because of the company of autumn rain, doesn't seem to feel lonely. Autumn rain dripped in my mind, smoothing my mood. All the loneliness has gone with the autumn wind, leaving only Yu Qiu and I to tell each other our worries. As if it were a dream. 4, rain, is the most common, it is the tears of the sky, is the performance of the sky to release the mood. In the sound of rain, every rock, every leaf and every clump of green grass in the mountain has become a wonderful piano key. In summer, it rains cats and dogs. The raindrops in the sky fell straight like sifting beans, breaking the mirror-like lake and scaring away the small fish who wanted to jump on the water to see the rain scene. 6. The sky is gray, and it is raining in Mao Mao in Mao Mao. My mood is also very boring, maybe it's the air. Looking into the distance, green hills seem to soar into the sky. Mao Mao's rain-drenched green hills are full of vitality. Look out the window carefully, it's hazy, like being in a fairyland. 7. The sky washed by autumn rain is as blue as the sea. Clouds of white clouds float slowly on the water like canoes sailing. 8. Autumn rain swished down. Fine rain threads weave a gray curtain between heaven and earth. 9. Autumn rain, like smoke and fog, floated silently in the rubble on the open space, withered branches and leaves, wet the ground, wet the house and wet the trees. 10, autumn rain is like a pearl shining all over the sky, fluttering and shaking. 1 1, the autumn rain is drizzling and flying. As silk, as silk, as fog, as smoke. autumn
3. A beautiful passage describing the storm
A storm is coming. Listen, there is deafening thunder from time to time.
Big drops of rain fell heavily on the glass window. With the crackling rain, water marks flowed out of the window. The window is already white, and the whole world is shrouded in mist and rain. When the rain falls to the ground, there are small glittering and translucent splashes on the ground immediately, just like transparent crystal diamonds. When the splash landed, it first opened a small bubble, and then opened a small splash. In an instant.
When the storm comes, it is inconvenient for people to walk on the road. They want to wear umbrellas and raincoats, and water splashes on people's feet. But the children are still immersed in the "world of rain". They came to the pool and spilled water on the ground. How happy they are!
The rain finally stopped and a beautiful rainbow hung in the blue sky. How beautiful!
Heavy rain; rainstorm
The scorching sun makes the surrounding air extremely hot. Everything on the earth looks so haggard: the grass hangs its head like a child who hasn't woken up; Flowers are curved, like an old lady in her twilight years; Even the majestic tree is like a tired and trembling athlete, leaning against a stone and panting today. ...
Suddenly, a big dark cloud fell from the sky. Then, the clouds were gathering and the wind was blowing hard. I saw grass, flowers and even trees start to sway. Then, a series of lightning accompanied by deafening thunder seemed to cut a dagger with cold light into the dark sky. Then, raindrops appeared on the ground, 1 drop, 2 drops ... Soon, it rained harder and harder. In an instant, Mao Mao rain, like cow hair, turned into beads as big as beans and fell from the sky-a storm came!
Gradually, the storm exposed its ferocious nature: the wind was stronger and the rain was heavier. There was a storm, as if the storm wanted to destroy the world. At this moment, even the deafening thunder was drowned by the rain, and the whole world seemed to be drowned by this monstrous rain. In the dim light, I saw grass stagger, flowers with petals flying about, and trees that were about to be uprooted. ...
"Wow-wow-"
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I don't know how long it took, but the sound of rain gradually disappeared and was replaced by the sound of water drops in Ding Dong. After a while, a ray of sunlight shone on the earth through the sunlight. At this time, what is displayed in front of the world is a brand-new picture scroll: the grass is about to drip, just like a vibrant youth, infinitely looking forward to his future; Dew is in full bloom, just like a girl, and the sparkling pearls add a bit of enchanting color to her, which is particularly charming; Trees are flourishing, like a huge umbrella, building a natural protective barrier for small creatures. I even heard the faint songs of birds. ...
This is the storm. It seems to destroy everything, but in fact it is it that makes the world a better place. Similarly, the difficulties are the same. Isn't life ushered in a brighter morning under its constant baptism and tempering? Therefore, I am grateful for the difficulties.
4. A beautiful poem describing the rainy scene
1. Walking in the bleak autumn rain, loneliness is the coolness of your fingertips and the pain in your heart.
In this cold night, loneliness comes uninvited, goes through the skin and reaches the depths of the soul! Looking up at the endless sky, I don't know whether rain or tears blurred my eyes. 2. A gloomy cloud floats in the eyes, hiding the dream that once existed. A drizzle may come into view, in exchange for the painful gray day that once existed. It is also a hero to hide in the corner with a frown and a sad face and hold back tears and listen to the rain crying. Rain man just doesn't want to put his heart on the tip of the knife, thinking that he can get rid of the sadness of young people who died in battle. When it rains, there is neither the sun nor the moon, but people don't think much. Maybe the rainy season is not cold, so let the sun cool for a while.
Rainy nights have a charm that moonlit nights don't have. Sometimes people can't help but think of Li Shangyin's famous sentence "When we cut candles at the west window together, we talk about the rain in the evening". The autumn rain is like smoke, floating silently in the rubble, and the litter on the open space is wet, wet in the house and wet in the tree. The annual rainy season is coming again, tears are dripping day and night, sometimes heartbreaking, sometimes crying, sometimes crying.
6. Casual thoughts of rain in Wang Guozhen Sometimes, it is sunny outside; Sometimes, it is sunny outside, but it is raining. There are many things in the world for you to taste in comparison.
The heart is clear, and the rain is clear; When the heart is raining, sunny is also rain. 7. I didn't know that when I died, staring at the sky was so bleak, and the groans of snowbirds swept away obliquely. I saw your face floating in the light blue sky, and the heavy rain wet your hair, so I smiled, because I saw you, happy as a child who didn't grow up. Listening to the rain is the most common. It is the tears in the sky and the release of the mood in the sky.
Some people say, "It is a happy feeling to listen to the rain and enjoy your unique mood." Every time I listen to the rain, my mood is unusually calm, and there is a trace of sadness in that calm. Listening to the voice given by God, I am passionate, chic, crisp and wild.
Falling alone, no dragonfly dance, no wind guidance. Clean the dirty world, clean the dusty mind. Cold air, wet red eyes full of melancholy, listening silently. There is your trace under the umbrella of this heavy rain outside the window. I barely survived the rain, but I didn't have more courage. I survived this rainy season. How lonely it is under the thin umbrella. Listening to the sound of rain is like a sad song. The torrential rain is so lonely. I cried in the rain, but refused to stop. Lonely people know the mood of rain. Rain sings familiar melodies repeatedly, listening to the sound of rain with sadness as if someone were crying. The downpour wet our love rain. I forgot to calm down. Only through hardships can I go this long way. How many muddy coats are still hanging in the lonely room, and sad water drops are hanging on the heavy heart of tomorrow. It seems that your love and mine can't wait for sunny days. Listening to the rain sounds like a sad mood. My tears float into the cold rain. When can the rain stop hurting and heal? When can I stop thinking about your feelings of accumulating rain? After all, I miss your feelings when it rains. I was soaked in the rain. I was on the roof of a thunderstorm. You called me at one o'clock in the afternoon, and I knew that this day would finally appear, like a lightning bolt standing in the ice shop on the edge of Lanting, to meet the deadline of love. You whispered to me, that's it. But the dark clouds in the sky will not disperse until it rains. I remember that the raindrops on my face suddenly stopped and the sky was dark. I can't see the rain before we break up. Like a frozen photo, I am standing alone on the road without direction. On the rainy day before breaking up, I forgot what the raindrop world on my face would give me, and I couldn't hear it on the rainy day before breaking up. I heard the thunder in my heart. The rain in the afternoon may have turned everything around. I am on the roof under a thunderstorm. You call me at one o'clock in the afternoon. I know this day will come, like a flash of lightning standing in the ice shop by the Lanting to meet the deadline of love. You whispered to me, I see, but the dark clouds in the sky are coming. I remember that the rain on my face suddenly stopped and it was dark. I can't see the rain before we break up. Like a frozen photo, on the rainy day when we broke up, I stood alone on the roadside. I forgot the raindrops on my face. I can't hear rainy days before breaking up. I heard the lightning in my heart. The rain in the afternoon may have turned everything around and stood at the crossroads. How to get there? I just need to turn around. I don't have the umbrella you gave me. There are other excuses for having what you have. You can understand that I have rainy days. Occasionally timid, you all know the time when it rained cats and dogs. I suddenly found out who can understand my rainy days, so I want to come back to you. At this time, my steps will be slower. So determined, but you are getting farther and farther away. Holding hands and breaking up come from the same hands and are friends. Why I don't understand that you can understand that I also have rainy days, but I am getting farther and farther away. Is it too late? I can't walk back to you with tears in my eyes? You can understand that I have rainy days. As you all know, those storms are from the past.
The more beautiful the poem about rain, the better.
1, Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night.
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.
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.
2. Han Yu's Early Spring is an 18-year-old member of the Ministry of Water Affairs.
The rain in Tianjie is as slippery as crisp,
The color of the grass is close in the distance, but not at all.
The biggest advantage is that one spring,
It's better than the smoke willow in the imperial city.
3. Notes written by Li Shangyin to friends in the north on a rainy night.
June asked whether the return date has not yet been determined.
Autumn pool night rain rises.
Why do you want to cut the candles at the west window together?
But words in the rain at night.
4. Lu You's "Lin 'an Spring Rain Begins"
In recent years, officials are interested in a thin layer of gauze. Who will let me take a bus to Kyoto to visit this bustling city?
Living in a small building and listening to the falling spring rain, you will hear the sound of selling apricots in the depths of the alley early in the morning.
Slowly spread out small pieces of paper sideways, every word is organized, carefully boil water and tea under the sun window, skim it and try to taste famous tea.
Oh, don't sigh that the dust in Kyoto will stain the white clothes, and there is still time to return to the mirror house in Lake Ubak.
On June 27, 5, Su Shi's Drunk Book at 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.
6. Yang Wanli's Listening to the Rain
Last year, I returned to the ship to live in Yanling.
When the rain hit the awning, I heard the light.
Last night,
It's called the sound of a dream tent.
7. Zhao Shixiu's The Guest
It rains at home in Huangmei season.
Frogs are everywhere in the grass pond.
I can't make an appointment for midnight,
Knock the chess pieces at will and fall black and blue.
8. The rain in Jianmen Road.
Dust and wine stains on clothes,
Travel is everywhere.
Is this body a poet?
Riding a donkey into the sword gate in the drizzle.
9. Li Qingzhao's Dream.
Last night, it rained suddenly and the wind blew, so I slept soundly and didn't consume wine. Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there. You know what? You know what? It should be green, fat and thin!
10, in liuyong
Cold and sad. The pavilion was late and the shower began to rest. All the accounts are not in the mood. I miss places and Lanzhou to urge me to send them. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk, chutiankuo.
Since ancient times, it is even more worthy of being left out! Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Yang Liuan, Xiao Feng and the waning moon. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together?
1 1, Dai Wangshu's rain lane
Holding an oil-paper umbrella alone
As if wandering in the leisurely.
Lonely rain lane,
Hope to meet.
One sample at a time.
A sad aunt.
She does.
Lilacs have the same color,
Fragrance is the same as Ding Xiang.
Ding Xiang is a kind of sadness,
Mourning in the rain,
Sadness and resentment seem awkward;
She seems to wander in this lonely rain lane,
Hold an oil-paper umbrella
Like me,
Like me.
Momo is gone,
Cold desert, sad and clear, melancholy.
She approached quietly.
Get close and throw again
Too much eye light,
She floated by.
Like a dream,
Sad as a dream.
Like floating in a dream
A fragrant land,
I passed this woman by;
She left quietly, left,
A crumbling fence,
Walk through this rainy path.
In the lamentation of the rain,
Fade her face,
Break up her powder room,
Disappeared, even hers.
Too much eye light,
Ding Xiang's melancholy.
Holding an oil-paper umbrella alone
As if wandering in the leisurely.
Lonely rain lane,
I hope to float over.
One sample at a time.
A sad aunt.
6. Beautiful sentences describing rain
Romantic sentences describing rain
1. When it rains, crystal drops of water condense on the leaves of various flowers and plants.
2. The rain ran down the eaves and began to form a line like a broken bead. There is more and more water on the ground, which has merged into streams.
Rain drops along the eaves, first drop by drop, and gradually forms thin lines.
It kept raining, like hanging a curtain outside the window.
Rain is like "how the water of the Yellow River moves the sky", rampaging, like stormy waves, like stormy waves. Although not as fierce as the Qiantang River, it is also extremely fierce; Rain is like a big transparent cloth. As soon as the wind blows, there are countless wave marks, which are shiny by lightning and really beautiful.
6. The rain is heartbreaking, the wind is crying, the dream is lingering, and the love is far away.
It's still raining, but it's not as sweet as last time.
7. Sentences describing the storm
First of all, birds are singing happy songs to welcome the bursting sunrise; The flowers and plants bent by the storm spread out as if they had just woken up from a dream; The water drops nestled on the petals, and the green leaves shone brightly.
Second, in the storm, the grass struggled desperately, and finally, it crawled helplessly in the mud.
Third, the storm came, and in a short time, scattered raindrops formed a dense rain net, and the rain became more and more heavy. There are countless waterfalls hanging on the eaves and countless arrows shooting on the open ground. I looked out of the window, and it was gray outside, and I couldn't tell where the sky was and where the ground was.
Fourth, the petals of the sunflower have fallen off slightly, but you can't see that it has been baptized by the storm and has strong vitality. Obviously, you don't know that this flower has withered. Crystal beads of rain, dotted on flowers, shine like diamonds, really beautiful. It looks brighter and brighter in the sunlight.
When the storm came, many crops, flowers and small trees were blown to the east and west by the wind and rain, while the grass firmly grasped the soil and stood upright with its head held high, like a fearless soldier.
The storm last night brought golden tranquility to this morning. Tagore
Life is an ocean, and hope is a helmsman's compass, so that people will not get lost in the storm. Diderot
Eight, the storm of life is a practical lesson, let us learn to deal with it; The storm of life is a long-distance race, let us surpass time to win life; The storm of life is a farewell party. Let's cherish our precious friendship.
Nine, the grass is fragile, the storm attack, the roar of lightning, the cover of ice and snow ... will always hurt it inadvertently. So it will fight against the difficulties ahead with its companions.
Ten, rain, rain falls on the tree. The tree held its head high, ready to be baptized by the storm. It seems to say, "let the storm come faster!" " "Look at those leaves, they are scrambling to suck the summer dew.
Eleven, in the face of difficulties, we should be as persistent as bamboo in the storm; In the face of difficulties, we should go forward bravely like a boat in the sea; In the face of difficulties, we should be like migratory birds and never give up.
Success, like a rainbow, always comes after a storm.
13. Strong people are excited inside, but their views and beliefs are like compass pointers that jolt ships in a storm, and they can still accurately point out the direction. Clausewitz
Fourteen, childhood is beautiful, childhood is like a cup of strong coffee, warm to your heart, childhood is like a cup of light tea, which makes you memorable; Childhood is like a rainbow of storms; Colorful and dazzling; Childhood is like the afterglow of the sunset, so unforgettable. ...
Grass is fragile, but when summer comes, storms can scatter branches and make flowers fall, but there is nothing to do with grass. Even if washed away by the storm, it still stands.
Sixteen, lightning, sometimes with dazzling white light, cuts through the dark night sky, illuminating the frantic seedlings in the storm and illuminating the figure struggling in the heavy rain. In a flash, lightning disappeared, heaven and earth merged into one, and everything was swallowed up by endless darkness. ...
Thank nature and create one life after another. Nature is not always gentle, and the sea is its true portrayal. It has a bad temper, too It makes plants grow wild and storms come; It makes the giant peak stand tall, makes the cold arrival, and exercises people's body and will.
18. Self-confidence is the cornerstone and foundation of life. With self-confidence, you can be like a black petrel, fearless when the storm comes, and fight bravely, and you can forge ahead, forge ahead and create brilliance on the journey of life.
Nineteen, through the rugged path, you can experience the joy of life; Through the vast fog, you can deeply feel the sunshine; How can I see the rainbow without experiencing wind and rain? Only after the storm can you see the beautiful rainbow; Only when we cross that mountain can we see the magical sea.
20. What is success? Success is a flower that tears. What is success? Success is a gorgeous rainbow after a storm. Many people may ask what success is. Success is the sunshine after difficulties and obstacles.
Twenty-one, the thunder is getting closer and closer, and you can even see lightning. Dark clouds are gathering and the sky is getting darker and darker. In an instant, the storm poured down like a waterfall, which can be described as "flying down three thousands of feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way has set for nine days"!
8. Good words to describe bad weather and storms
Storms, clouds, rain and freezing cold, the north wind whistling and dripping into the ice, cold winter, cold winter, ice and snow, hot sun, hot sun, fire, storm, rain, rain, storm, sky, sun and moon are dark, wind and rain are full of wind and rain, spring and rain are full of rain, storm is full of rain, rain is very heavy.
Water drops turn into ice: water drops turn into ice as soon as they fall. Describe the cold weather.
Ex.: "The weather in the north is very cold, dripping into ice." Frozen hands and feet: describe the cold weather.
Cold wind: The cold wind hurts my bones. Describe the cold weather.
Example: "In the early morning of winter in the north, dripping water turns into ice, and the wind is biting." Cold: Very cold, which describes the weather.
Examples; "From September 9, the north wind roared and the chill was pressing. This is another extremely cold winter. " Cold weather: describes the cold weather that cracks the ground.
Example: "This cold winter is the golden season for logging." Freezing: describes the weather is very cold.
Exodus: "He waved his big pickaxe like a whirlwind, and although it was cold in December, he was still sweating." Cold through the bones: cold air penetrates into the bones, describing the weather as very cold.
Example: "Before dawn, I felt particularly cold, so I hurried back to the dormitory to get a dress and put it on." Snow cellar ice day: cold area, meaning severe cold.
Example: "Han ordered Su Wu to shepherd the Huns in the snow and ice northern country for nineteen years." Snow abuse gluttony: snow and snow are mixed together.
Describe the cold. Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, toxic, hot, stuffy, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot.
9. What poems describe rain?
The light rain and breeze blew, and the rain curtain was oblique, like a line running towards the vegetation.
The rain fell on the grass. Look, the grass is swaying gently in the breeze. Yuzhu rolled down from its green stem, one drop suddenly got into the soil, and the other drop got into the grass mouth, and it was never found again. The drizzle flew to the earth, and the depression was cold. Shallow water reflects the dark clouds and people's reflections in the sky when the boat is flying.
A cold wind blew, and the surface of the water was rippled in layers and circles. It's raining harder and harder. It's crazy. Rain lines, like steel needles, are densely inserted into the depths of the earth.
But now I remember that night, that storm, and I want to know how many flowers were broken. Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold.
Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future.
This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow. The light thunder fell all night, and the frivolous tiles were uneven.
Affectionate peony contains spring tears, weak rose lies on the branches. Clouds poured out and poured down like ink, but a mountain range was exposed on the horizon, bright and fresh, and the splashing water was like white pearl gravel, splashing on the boat.
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