Modern poems about rainy days;
Kiss the rain
Listen to beautiful piano music
It seems to tell a touching story.
My heart is talking to music.
There is nothing exciting.
No sadness
Not gorgeous
one's heart is as calm as still water―remain unmoved by the circumstances and stick to one's conviction
Want to be swallowed up by the melody
Follow it around the world
Never come back
Is there a corner meeting?
Will be nostalgic.
Do you smell of lilacs?
Yearning for the ink umbrella
I will not regret it.
Write down the morning after the rain:
The rain at night, attentive care of the new yard, dispelled the spirit of summer heat.
Clear air is like mountain spring water, anyone can drink it.
Drunkenness is hard to distinguish between true and false, and falling eaves makes people suspicious.
Not when the leaves are exposed in the morning, but when it rains late.
The room was stuffy and sweaty last night, and I wanted to find clothes to wear after the rain this morning.
Xiaofuben is in the distant weather, so why come early and come late?
Dark clouds gather in silent piles, and steel towers are pointed and tapered.
Birds are bursting, and high-voltage power grids are flying in the cracks.
(Rain said: April has been waiting on the earth for a long time)
The long-awaited Putian and Ranch.
Long-awaited fish ponds and streams
When Pu Tian froze for a winter, the seeds were imprisoned.
The pasture withered and lost the trace of cattle and sheep.
When the fish pond is cold and shallow, the swimming fish run aground.
The stream is getting hoarse and the songs are out of tune.
Rain said, I'm coming. I'm going to visit the earth in April.
I came, I walked lightly, and I whispered.
My love weaves heaven and earth together like silk thread.
I call every child's nickname sweet and accurate.