雨来细细复疏疏
Rain comes fine and sparse again;
纵不能多不肯无
Though never much, it will not stop completely.
似妒诗人山入眼
As if jealous of the mountains filling the poet’s eyes,
千峰故隔一帘珠
It screens a thousand peaks behind a beaded curtain.
What the poem means
Sparse fine rain persists without becoming heavy. It hangs like a curtain of pearls between the poet and the mountains, as if jealous of the view. The weather's feelings are a playful invention.
Meet the poet
Yang Wanli was a Song poet who found lively details in plants, birds and small changes in nature.
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