Answer 1

In the same boat, rain cats and dogs, rain cats and dogs, fine weather, rain or shine, mushrooming, continuous spring rain, sweating, pear flowers with rain, excessive indulgence, Shan Yu faint, pouring rain, taking precautions, Wushan indulgence, spring rain like oil, rain against the wind, misty rain, storm, bullets, after the rainstorm, it was calm.

Answer 2

It rains in the east and blocks the wall; It's raining here and sunny there. (Shanxi Taiyuan, An Wei Quanjiao)

Southwest array, single also dropped three inches. ("Tian Wu Jia Xing" talks about clouds)

I lived to be eighty-eight, but I didn't see my head spread to the southeast. (Suzhou, Jiangsu)

When the rain crows, the umbrella stays. (Yiwu, Zhejiang)

Rain crow is ugly, don't leave your umbrella; It rains at dusk, but it dries in the Ming Dynasty. (Nanjing)

It rained in the morning and it rained until dawn at night. (Shandong)

The cock crowed and it rained, but it didn't last long. (Xiangshan, Zhejiang)

If it rains, it will be sunny. (Fuzhou, Fujian)

It rained in the morning, but it was sunny. (Cangxian County, Hebei Province, Qixia, Shandong Province)

It rains in the morning, but it rains at night. (Shaanxi Wushu)

The rain hits the fifth watch and basks in the puddle. (It rains on Tian Xing)

Open the door, it will rain and be sunny before noon. (Wuxi, Jiangsu)

Open the door of the rain and close your eyes. (Yuanxi, Jiangsu)

It's sunny at first, but it's hard to be sunny at night. (Wuxi, Jiangsu, Changshu, Zhejiang, Yiwu)

It rained at five o'clock in the morning, so there is no need to take an umbrella. (Yiwu, Zhejiang)

Without a sunny night, it will rain continuously in the Ming Dynasty. (Yulin, Guangxi)

Answer 3

I wonder which cloud is raining.

Jump into the river in the rain

Come in the wind and rain-no matter how difficult it is, you must finish the task.

Empty promises will not be fulfilled and will not bring benefits to people.

Much talk and little rain ―― much talk and little action; Talk more and do less; make a futile effort

If there is no rain in January, people will never be poor.

It's going to rain, and your mother is determined to remarry-inevitably; It will definitely happen; inevitable

Be consistent with others

The house leaked rain, and it rained all night.

It's going to rain, and mom wants to get married. -Hunan proverb

Big head, big head, since it rained, people have umbrellas and I have big heads.

Smiles send us a sneeze, it thunders for three days and rains for two days. -Proverbs of Jishou, Xiangxi, Hunan

There is rain everywhere, but no rain shines. -Proverbs of Jishou, Xiangxi, Hunan

Answer 4

Green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle. -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 II An 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"

Seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three rains in front of the mountain ―― Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon

How many flowers fall after a stormy night. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"

Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. -Du Mu's Tomb-Sweeping Day

The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. -Su Shi's Drinking Rain after Chu Qing on the Lake.

The mountains and rivers are broken, the wind is drifting, and life experiences the rain ―― Wen Tianxiang's Crossing the Lingdingyang.

Answer 5

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After several cool breezes, the sunshine is not so strong, one is bright and the other is slightly dark, as if there is a flying sand floating on it. The wind suddenly blew, and the willow elephant that had been motionless for a long time suddenly got something gratifying, and the branches seemed to grow out. After a gust of wind, it became dark and all the dust flew into the air. The dust fell a little, and black clouds were seen on the northern horizon. Xiangzi sweated, looked north, stopped the car and put on a poncho. He knew that the summer rain would come at once, and there was no time.

Just put on the poncho, there was another gust of wind, and the dark clouds rolled and covered half the sky.

The hot air on the ground is mixed with cool wind, and the dry soil mixed with smell is as cold as hot; It's sunny day in the south and dark clouds in the north for half a day. It seems that something is coming, and everything is in a panic. Coaches are anxious to put on ponchos, shopkeepers are busy collecting their bedding, and vendors are scrambling to clean up their stalls and rush forward. Another gust of wind. As soon as the wind passed, the manhole covers, stalls and pedestrians on the street seemed to be swept away by the wind and all disappeared, leaving only willow branches dancing wildly with the wind.

Before the clouds covered the sky, the ground was already dark, and an unusually bright and hot sunny afternoon suddenly turned into night. The wind, with the rain star between it, crashed from east to west like looking for something on the ground. A red flash in the distance to the north, like a dark cloud, reveals a lot of blood. The wind has stopped, but it is very strong and makes people tremble. A gust of wind like this has passed, and everything seems somehow. Even the willows are waiting for something. There was another flash, just overhead, followed by bright white raindrops, which smashed up a lot of dust very hard and the soil was slightly rainy. The heavy rain hit Xiangzi's back and he shivered twice. The rain stopped and the sky was overcast. Another gust of wind, bigger than before, willow branches flying, dust flying, rain pouring down; Wind, soil, rain, mixed in one place, United into one piece, regardless of horizontal or vertical, it is gray and chilly, everything is wrapped in it, and it is impossible to tell which is the tree, which is the ground and which is the cloud. All directions are chaotic and full of noise and confusion. The wind has passed, leaving only the straight rain channel, which is tearing the sky and the earth. I can't see the strips clearly, just one piece. In an instant, countless arrows hit the ground and thousands of waterfalls landed on the house. In a few minutes, heaven and earth are inseparable, the river in the air is falling, and the river on the ground is crossing, turning into a dark yellow, sometimes white and bright water world.

The children giggled in the February sun. They danced happily, the straw hats on their heads danced, and the surrounding Woods and rivers danced. The moon girl blushed and hid and smiled. The hidden heart must jump behind the clouds.

God-given gold, God-given moonlight rain, from the top of the head to the bottom of the foot, from the outside to the inside, from the bones to the soul, are all golden, transparent, as pleasing to the eye as green, as cool as borneol.

The children stole some lotus leaves, and they caught the golden elves together, and the elves rolled happily. Children should hang the moonlight rain, plant it in the ground next spring, let them sprout and blossom, and bear the moonlight rain full of trees, and then give these golden fruits to their friends and kindergarten teachers. ...

Listen to the rain under the eaves "prose"

In the rainy season, thinking of the eaves and listening to the rain have a unique aesthetic feeling. Although it's not like the splashing of the river vortex, the rushing of the beach into the sea, and the secluded hutong of the town, there is also the pleasure of drizzle singing softly, moderate rain calling the east and the west, and heavy rain flying sand and stones. Needless to say, the trickle gave me the combing of the rain and the meticulous harmony of the rain; Needless to say, the swing that rolled around to me, the play against the rain, and the fire against the rain made me restless and full of emotions. Rain is the surprise of my childhood, and rain is the joy of my childhood. I am looking for the transformation of childlike interest in this rainy world. I remember that Longjiang has grown so much in this rainy field of vision.

The smell of time pervades my hometown. Time has eroded my hometown.

Many years have passed, and I always have a picture of the middle of the last century: the small town of Bei 'an stands by the Wuyuer River, with undulating huts and eaves covered with moss and wormwood. A little boy, half naked and barefoot, stands by the door with imagination, listening to raindrops dripping from the tip of thatched grass with fresh moss, sometimes like beads, sometimes like curtains, stepping on raindrops. This is a touching "small town boy listening to the rain"? ! In fact, in my childhood when I was looking forward to writing, the faint deep alley was like a long tunnel, connecting my dream of going to all directions. Only this rain can keep my heart, let me read like an ancient road, day after day, year after year, until I pack my bags and stay away. The rain in my hometown is already a mark on my forehead.

The obsession with rain is like the gurgling water wandering in memory.

I still remember several days, listening to the rain, hiding. God kept raining, and his cold resentment was exhausted. After the rain, the water was slower than the threshold. I rushed into the house and didn't reach my waist. I was very lonely. I thought of Yue Fei and her mother escaping from the flood. Without a vat, I lay on the floating washbasin, sliding outside the house with my hands like paddles and swinging to the corner. When I was rescued by my kind uncle, I was still laughing and not afraid. Even if you are crazy, Yucheng ditch can put a boat; My wooden boat and paper boat will be full of fun. Listening to the rain under the eaves, like a childhood bonfire, is fascinating. Although it always rains heavily, flooding livestock, houses and people, I still like rain. The fun of performance is that big raindrops pour down like notes and rattles, and "fall" all over the street like a river, which can be seen everywhere. Look, there are rain flowers on the water. They're all beautiful. Beautiful. They bloom with thanks, but they are obviously extinguished, as if they were born and died in an instant. It is more difficult to catch than epiphyllum. I want to collect them, but I can't count them. In my interest, I reached out to the "river" and picked the yuhua district. Unfortunately, there is no flower body, which is fragile and cannot be put into a vase. I picked it up and put it down, put it down and picked it up, and the rain flower bloomed in my palm, and the soles of my feet were endless and far away until I was confused and invisible. I don't know how many times in my life! However, I have never forgotten that the goodness of this rain contains turbidity and barrenness.

I heard the time and passed me by.

Living in his hometown, I don't have such rain. Maybe I met him, but I broke my childhood dream.

I have a rain-listening building, and I feel different in different environments. Living in a reinforced concrete frame and listening to the rain in the turbid air is nothing more than noisy pressure seeking release. Complex things are detached in an instant, but the rain in downtown is not so fresh. When I went to xishuangbanna tourism that year, I stood on the eaves of a three-star hotel and listened to the tropical rain forest. I think the rain is hot, soft and sweet, and I am in a hurry to leave. The intermittent rain challenges the dream of dawn. The veil and mist keep the tropical plants in the south in cages, and the canopy is more mysterious. In the distance, three or five palm trees are tall and straight, fluttering in the wind; Not far away, seven or eight coconut trees are dotted with green carpets and embrace each other into umbrellas. Eyes are full of green flowers, poetic and picturesque as rain milk, singing the beauty of shame. It's better to see the scenery than the rain. I'm taking a bath, and so is nature. In fact, don't we often find beauty in the rain? The tour guide with a flower umbrella is graceful and light-footed, lining the lush half of the balcony pavilion around him, and the ink is light blue, which is warm and refreshing. The rain in Yunnan, like a song already composed, hummed my memory. Listening to the rain abroad is also a good choice. When I went to Singapore, the hotel was quite elegant and printed with the logo of Lion City. As a foreigner, I stood in its luxurious glass doors and windows. The rain is as clean as a city without a trace of dust. As long as it rains, I will stand. The exotic customs in front of me are deliberately sheltered from the rain, so I can guess and think. Singapore is a highly civilized country. There are no sputum and cigarette butts on the ground, and the air is as fresh as green tea. The rain particularly attracted my attention. I know, the leader of the white shirt has been wearing it for several days, but there is still no trace of dust. The rain rises, flows gracefully through the clouds, gropes for a few laps in the sky, and several muffled thunder falls. Will it get dirty? However, I found attentively that the accumulated water under heavy rain was still so clear.

I think, when will the rain in my hometown be so purified?

Listening to the rain on the roof of my hometown, let it go. It's okay for foreign hotels to listen to the rain. People always remember the road they have traveled. I'm not sure which day, when I go to other places to listen to the rain, or go to the United Nations to listen to the rain, it must have some feelings, right? ! In the constant listening to the rain, the long river of time has been magnificent, flowing in front of my eyes, and youth is far away on the other side in a twinkling. Thinking of "the deceased is like a husband", my heart is trembling, listening with tears, listening to the constant waiting and pursuit of love and beauty in the depths of life. If there is a more specific picture in front of me, my pen farming should be that. On a starry moonless night, travelers who are struggling to find their way in the mountains are waiting for the bright flash of the sky, just waiting for inspiration and listening to the rain under the eaves.

Rain can be seen all year round.

Rain in spring is the softest. If the spring rain comes, try to let it wipe your face. That kind of feeling is very gentle, just like mom touching your face gently, which is very comfortable. After the spring rain, flowers and plants will be more colorful. Spring rain is their nourishment.

Summer rain is the most enthusiastic. Rain hits the eaves, and the glass makes a "Hua La" sound, which makes people feel that Yu Xia is like a crazy bee, constantly chirping. It's hard to be hit in the face by summer rain. It hurts like a small stone in the face.

Autumn rain is a combination of spring rain and summer rain Autumn rain sometimes sweeps across the earth, but sometimes it falls like a gasp. However, autumn rain is the messenger of harvesting fruits. After the autumn rain, the farmer's uncle felt much more relaxed, because the harvest day came.

Winter rain, like an ancient woman, rarely appeared. If it rains in winter, it is likely to snow. It is flying in the sky. At this time, the children are happy and can have fun again.

Rain brings freshness to our world. Every time it rains, the earth is as fresh as a filter.

So, Yu-we need you.

spring rain

Spring has come, and many colorful flowers are blooming on the earth. It began to rain lightly.

The spring rain came to the grass again, and the green grass opened its mouth happily when it saw her coming. Sister Chunyu has brought a lot of joy and happiness to Spring, and we all welcome her. The spring rain stopped slowly and went away gently. ...

Spring rain rustles in the sky and underground. She came to the river and drew some circles on it. I came to the flowers again, as if to say to the flowers: "flowers, flowers, I am coming!" " "Flowers nodded and smiled happily:" Sister Chunyu, come and give me a bath. " Spring rain came to the willow again and said, "willow, willow, I'm going to slip." "Spring rain is really naughty!

Rain in May

A rain, a wet photo.

Silently, melancholy under the umbrella.

Intermittent silence flowed.

Red umbrella flowers tell stories.

The tenderness of water, the violence of water.

May, this is the season to love spring.

The rain is falling from the sky, and my thoughts are swaying.

A story about rain

Be propped up by a beautiful girl

Honghua seems very sad?

A person's fate is spinning.

Wander on the water

Are you having a sad old dream?

Still can't let go of the shadow behind you?

This scene is fixed at the crossroads.

The traffic lights also become blurred.

Long hair flying, clearer in the rain.

If you cry, it will be warm tears.

If intoxicated, it will be a classic moving music.

The sky makes people speechless, and the soft figure looks fragile.

I want to know your inner dream

I want to see your beautiful eyes.

I long for your bright body.

But you are more gloomy than flowers.

I want to be blind and clear for you.

Looking for the way home.

Write down happiness for you

And endless happiness in the rain.

The wind is blowing gently.

You sit with me.

On the bench next to the tree

cold wind

Gently blow

Your hand, grab it.

My hands are like two pieces.

Attractive magnet

You said you saw it.

Green shadow, along

The other person's fingers began to spread out.

Much like the mood of spring.

Maybe it's a desire to blend in.

In my dream, I saw the moon.

Half-naked secret

Maybe it's hope

This is the scene.

The wind is blowing gently.

With deep warmth

Enjoy the midnight rain

Feng ling

The dark night sky seems ready, and the long-simmering summer rain comes late. Tiny raindrops fall from the sky without rhythm and sway with the wind. Uneven, discontinuous, a little bit, waves, gradually, I recognized its melody, which seemed to be its sigh. For an instant, it's so urgent, so urgent. Come with the wind. I don't know whether the wind is too urgent or the rain is too urgent. It's stormy, and the cooperation is always so seamless.

"The rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings." Raindrops come with the wind and are unstoppable. Feel the argument of the storm and listen to its indignation and sadness. Bean-sized raindrops fell from the sky, hitting the window and making a crisp sound. I don't know why I think this is sadness, crying for the night, or shouting for the dawn? I don't know. I don't know when the wind became cool and soft, and the rain faded its last charm. The melody is so beautiful, the rhythm is so euphemistic, slow and orderly, which adds color to the quiet night.

The rain came with the wind, went away with the wind, trickled and intermittent, and left with a trace of nostalgia. Leave footprints for the footprints of the wind, deep and shallow ...

The wind stopped and the rain fell intermittently, as if to make up for this reckless behavior. The wind has gone without a trace, and the rain always drifts with the wind, adding footprints to the fast rhythm of the wind. It's raining so fast! At this time, the eyes are moist, fresh and clear, the dust has been washed away, and the wind has swept away everything that should not have come. Occasionally, I can hear the rain under the eaves, and everything is calm and peaceful again.

Dark night sky, dark rain ...

Enjoy the midnight rain

Wang Ting

As the months increase, the weather gets cold.

Tonight, it began to rain, falling from the high night sky. Fall to the ground and make a clear sound of water droplets; It flew to the window and stuck to the glass for a long time. It's watching you! It is asking you! Suddenly, a stream of heat rushed to my mind, and an inexplicable impulse jumped into my mind. I thought about it, ran out of the door, opened my arms and embraced the angel of nature.

It left, came in a hurry, and left in a hurry, bringing warmth and brushing away disappointment.

Here we go again. What did it bring this time? Let me feel it again! It flowed in my hair and face, slowly slipped to the ground, splashing a beautiful crystal flower. I know, I get it. This time, it has brought me vitality and infinite hope.

Instructor: Housing Construction

Enjoy the midnight rain

Qian Hao

Outside the window, it is raining, forming a beautiful ink painting like smoke and fog. Raindrops, neither as soft as cow hair nor as hard as flower needles, burst, a little bit, as if they fell on my heart instead of the ground. How helpless and sad it is to put out the lights and drizzle in autumn night.

I sat by the window, listening to the smell of rain, which is a kind of enjoyment-unparalleled, pleasant, peaceful and natural beauty in my mind. Listen to the gentle, deep, whispering, roaring, smiling, singing, shouting and roaring of the rain. Rain is the spirit of nature, and it is as sentimental as human beings. I love the whisper of spring rain, the enthusiasm of summer rain, the sadness of autumn rain and the elegance of winter rain.

Listening to the sound of rain, the sound of rain whispers to the ground like flowers, conveying a kind of yearning, a kind of blessing, a kind of comfort and a ray of warmth. This is a sacred flame that opened my dusty and silent heart.

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