What are the mind-wandering copybooks suitable for rainy days?

1. Is it sad to hide from the rain all your life?

It won't rain all the time, but it will.

I can't find a suitable umbrella, I'd rather stay in the rain all my life!

It's raining so hard that we can't go back. I don't mean home, I mean us.

Accustomed to rainy days without umbrellas, just like accustomed to my world without you.

The most beautiful thing is not that it rains, but that many things have changed in the past.

It's raining hard, so it's no use holding an umbrella. I mean, it doesn't matter.

8. Some people wait for the misty rain, some people wait for the rain to be urgent, some people wait for the umbrella, and some people wait for the rain to stop.

9. The world is raining cats and dogs, so you should hide your weakness. Everything has life, and no one bears more for you; Don't be afraid of the bumpy road ahead and the twists and turns of life.

10. It's raining. Whether you run or not, your clothes are wet. Better walk slowly. The end is set, and the process is unintentional.

1 1. Listening to the rain is a kind of catharsis, and watching the rain is a kind of decompression. I like to sleep in rainy days, and extreme loneliness is also a kind of enjoyment.

12. Others are waiting for the umbrella, and I am waiting for the rain to stop. There is always a way to walk alone, there is always something to carry alone, and there is always a kind of loneliness that I need to bear alone.

13. It won't rain all the time, but you should always take an umbrella. It won't rain because you don't have an umbrella. I mean, no one will love you forever, but you must love yourself.

14. It's raining. Some people are waiting for the umbrella, others are waiting for the rain to stop. I want someone to treat you like before, hurt your bones and accompany you through the difficulties. Is it raining there?

15. When I was a child, I liked the rain and played with it. When I was a teenager, I liked the rain and the romance in the rain. Now I like rain, but I like listening to it, and listening to it washes away my inner troubles and impetuousness.

It's raining, others are waiting for an umbrella, and I'm waiting for the rain to stop. This is a circle of friends sent by a friend of mine. Her husband left in a motorcycle accident, leaving her mother-in-law. It's really hard to see this circle of friends.