Poetry and pictures about rain and solar terms

The poem pictures of rain solar terms are as follows:

1, rain

Moisturize the rain and whisper, and the east wind blows green wicker to welcome. The cold gradually disappears, the river laughs, and the warmth is full of flowers.

Open-minded wheat seedlings are full of rain, lush bamboo leaves are accompanied by plum blossoms. Families know farmland best, so they are going to plow in the wild.

2. "Four Seasons in Rainy Season"

The wind in the suburbs chased the residual snow, and the stream in the depression brought ice. The urchin pointed to the goose in the cloud. When did the mountain flowers bloom here?

3. "Four Unique Rains"

The winter willow is smoky and the wind is full of mountains and rivers. The sky will melt the rain and relax the scenery, and it will sprout into a green field.

4. cold spring

It is cold and rainy in spring, and there are few wheels and hooves in inaccessible places. The humidity in the mountains is dark, and the solitary plum is close to the bamboo.

Hungry birds gather in the forest and foxes crow in the cold city. Looking back at Guanhe, the dusty road is lost.

5. Light Rain 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.

6. Spring Rain in Lin 'an

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.

7. Spring Rain

When spring comes, I wear a coat with a white lining, but I only think about the white gate city where I can't go. There are two red mansions facing the cold, covered by rain, and a pearl curtain lamp shakes my lonely heart and goes home.

The long road ahead will be full of new hardships, and the residual clouds are still vaguely like dreams. Why, I see a lone goose in a cloud three thousand miles away.