1, listening to the pull of the silk thread, the vibration of the flute, knocking on Ding Dong, and cutting the waves that are constantly confusing, always reminds people of the rain, with the rain complex, quietly missing, the net goes away and relives the old dreams of the four seasons. Only when you are alone can you tell yourself where you are.
2. Listen to the cold rain. Look at that cold rain. Smell it, cold rain, lick it, cold rain.
3. Different life situations make people feel different when listening to the rain. However, listening to the rain is all about listening to the dialogue of the soul, listening to the flow of true feelings and listening to the flow of years. In addition to the echo of the years, the sound of rain also brings regrets of the past and melancholy that I want to talk about again. It seems that only in the light rain of this tile house can the soul breathe and life continue.
4, spring breeze sends spring rain, continuous rain floats on the clock tree hanging in front of the window, water droplets condense on the branches and leaves, giving off bright light under the lamp, like crystal jade beads falling on the ground, like strings beating, beautiful and pleasant; Fine drizzle strings into silk threads, passing through the bamboo forest outside the window, rustling and singing softly, which is the feeling of rain at night.
5. Autumn rain is falling like smoke and fog. Wet the straw for the fire, and also wet the heart of a woman who doesn't comb her hair for the fire. A wisp of blue smoke spiraled up to the roof. The man at home is still sleeping on the kang. Yu Qiu knew that people were tired of harvesting and planting in autumn, so he let them have a good rest.
6. I like rain. Whenever it rains, I always like to sit by the window alone and listen to the drizzle. I always like to walk alone in the rain and listen to the sound of drizzle. I always want to experience the tenderness of spring rain, the enthusiasm of summer rain, the lingering of autumn rain and the helplessness of winter rain in the delicate sound of rain.
7. Walking out of the gate, the falling raindrops hit people's faces and bodies. Some of them are painful and make people tremble. Another autumn rain. The sky is gray, without clarity and brightness, the air seems to have stopped flowing, and the space between heaven and earth seems to have been compressed a lot, becoming very close, with only a little rain line and cold temperature.
8. The lovesickness that rolled in the wind and rain strongly impacted Liu Yiyun's mind, which he thought was already numb. The long and deep acacia buried in his heart for ten years gradually woke up, and the awakened acacia suddenly grew like hay in spring. Fierce long acacia filled Liu Yiyun's chest, and his chest gave birth to heartbreaking pain. A word of pain, how to describe her thoughts of Qin Feng with ten years of wind and rain? Full of vicissitudes of life, how can we indulge in the bitter wind and rain that fell on our hearts when we missed Qin Feng for decades?
9. Thin rain flowers, like floating fog, white, gently kissing people's faces, slightly itchy; And gently wet the clothes. Umbrellas, like sails, float and sink in the misty rain; Also like big wings, the southeast and northwest are boundless, drifting around because of the wind.
10, sometimes it's raining outside but the sun is shining in my heart; 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. However, no matter what kind of story it is, it will be unforgettable when it rains. Rain has a magic power; It can diffuse into a mood, penetrate into an atmosphere and be engraved into a memory. Of course, sometimes it can be a disaster.
1 1, silent rain, silence is better than sound; Funny rain really makes people happy. You can wander outdoors without wearing a raincoat. Rain, like honey and wine, moistens your soul.
12, the summer rain is rushing, and the street has become a stream. The barefoot boy drew a white arc with his little feet in the shallow whirlpool. The tender face is full of happiness.
13, in my spare time, I was lucky enough to go back to the place where I used to listen to the rain. It happened to be raining lightly that day, and I heard the familiar and unfamiliar sound of rain. In the mist, there is a strange mood in the rain, and we haven't communicated for a long time. It keeps me away and shows me that it is strange to me, but I can feel the breath of its existence from the deepest part of my consciousness. There is a sense of carefree waking from a dream and a sense of vicissitudes after confusion.
14. Walking in light rain is more pleasant. Listening to the rustling sound when the rain gently beats the broad leaves of Populus davidiana or Platanus acerifolia, the beauty that moistens my heart, even Richard. Clyde's elegant melody like Whispering in Autumn flowing under the piano is also unparalleled. Nature's uncanny workmanship is really unparalleled.
15, the rain hits the tree tiles, and the rhythm is crisp and audible. Especially the clang on the roof tiles, belongs to China's ancient music.
16, the drizzle is erratic, and Qingshan seems to be wearing a thin white gauze skirt. The rugged mountain peak, in the spring rain, looks like a graceful country girl. Her bright eyes are as clear as mountain spring water, and the floral cloth room is mixed with the floral fragrance of Shan Ye.
17 Although I am an ordinary person, I can't tell the loneliness and melancholy of autumn rain, the tenderness and lingering of spring rain, and the enthusiasm and heroism of summer rain, but I like rain, like listening to rain through the window, like listening to rain in the bamboo forest, like listening to rain in the small building, and even the screen name of my blog is Wu Tong listening to rain ... because crystal beads can cover up the noise of the world.
18, the rain in the sky has been falling, and it has been raining from that high sky. The world is shrouded in rain again, and it becomes hazy and fuzzy again.
19, soft spring rain, rough summer rain, bleak autumn rain and cold winter rain; Due to the change of seasons, my mood is different. However, the color of rain is as beautiful as the sound of rain.
20. The rain stopped suddenly, and I was shocked-the rain man disappeared, the splash disappeared, the laughter disappeared, and there was nothing left. I returned to the real world, and I was still me, a child with bones and flesh, no longer the crystal rain man just now. Everything just now, as if it were a wonderful dream, is still unfinished. Oh, it's going to rain again, and the rain man is going to fall from the sky again!