Essay on rainy night

Feeling Prose on a Rainy Night 1 In such a lonely day, missing has become the best comfort to maintain inner pain. Gentle mood, like sporadic light rain every night, gentle rain, my heart is slowly wetting. Looking at this rainy night with deep affection, let every missing emotion stay quietly in the hearts of a couple, and slowly overlap with such rainy night with warm eyes. I don't know if I have no intention of sorting out my tenderness or paying homage to a family relationship. I just want to gently hold your hand, give you my heart, give you tenderness, give you all the love that can be expressed, and then tell you the perfection of an exciting future. ...

Kissing the lingering rain is like kissing your fragrant lips, and gradually moving away from all the sadness after parting in happiness. That kind of mood is shrouded in acacia, so that the days after that will cover me like rain. This sweetness, this warmth that has remained in my heart for a long time, condenses into another long-cherished wish to meet each other after every excitement. Even in a sleepless night, only I can understand every affection contained in that familiar and cross-space language! Looking at you warmly through the rain and fog, I am amazed at the romance and persistence that life has given me.

Perhaps, the flow of emotion is so romantic. Reading you carefully is like being intoxicated in the afterglow of twilight and morning light, walking and singing with the clouds in clear Wan Li. Miss you in pure mind and body, even if the long lovesickness will make people sad, let the seeds of missing grow into brilliant scenery in the hotbed of emotion.

The night is getting thicker and thicker, and the air is filled with the smell of missing. In this way, alone in the rain, taste your elegance and nobility, taste your warmth like water, and taste the taste of every encounter and parting. All this will be fixed in the memories of youth and integrated with the rainy season of life, fixed in the eyes of the bay that you will always stay in my heart. Then slowly take root and sprout in your heart, waiting for you to daub it with a warm pen. Over the years, I will still be in the wind of the years, in every rainy day, counting the continuous rain and counting this affectionate story in my heart.

I haven't seen you for many days, but the faint feeling is still there. I don't know if loving you is a mistake, but my heart is full of self-blame and anxiety. Is it doomed that we have no chance? Don't, only belong to our memories? No one knows the answer, including you. Perhaps, only the meteors in the sky know. At the moment, I want to know what you are doing. Have you ever sat under the window and stared at the stars? What would happen if a meteor crossed the sky at this moment? Do you think this is my blessing?

I remember you once said that you would sit by the window with me and listen to the sound of rain, so that raindrops could drop in our hearts. I was really touched at that time, thinking that I would be the only one for you. But I was wrong, all wet. It rained many times. But dreams are dreams after all. We can't walk out of our dreams, and once they come into contact with reality, they are in danger of being broken.

Perhaps, the network just gave us an opportunity to get to know each other. I have been content with the occasional heartbeat. Although I never say love, loving you is still my choice. No matter what happens in the future, I am satisfied. When you say you love me, there is still a long way to go from reality, I already know the weight of your love.

To be honest, I am so disappointed, disappointed with your calmness and the degree of your love. When I said my disappointment, I clearly felt your heartache. You think I misunderstood you. Yes, I misunderstood you. However, reckless love is true love. If you still have time to consider so many conditions and decide that this love has no result, then your love is doubtful.

Yes, we are too far apart. We are not the same travelers. Face to face is also a kind of beauty. Then, let all this become an eternal dream. I woke up and everything was still ... you are still you, and I am still me. ......

I woke up alone in the middle of a rainy night. It was raining hard and the cold wind whistled into the room. Finally, the weather is no longer sultry. When I turn on the light, my time alone is very quiet, so some memories are full of lattice windows!

It has been dry for a long time in recent years, and it seems that there is a little more rain this year than in previous years, which is a good thing. Rain purified the air and brought a bumper harvest, which farmers expected. Such a rainy night is especially suitable for nostalgia!

Life needs the baptism of rain, and the soul needs to be pure in the night rain. The rain is just right. Our hearts have been stained with dust and our souls have rusted!

We came into this world naked. Originally, we were all clean, but time has stained us with dust, and fate has complicated us, so we are no longer spotless!

After years of haste, Na Yue, the man, became a stranger, tangled and painful. He's just been through a lot, so it doesn't matter. Let it go. It doesn't matter!

This is a mature performance of a person. The network has narrowed the distance between them. Although it is virtual, there is no distance between the hearts of two born to love, so there is concern, reluctance and pain!

Like between the lines, like you between the lines, so there is a longing for love, all kinds of emotions, maybe you are happy, maybe you are full of worries, all day because of one word: love!

I am not a nostalgic person. I was crazy about love. Those memories have stayed in the long river of my life forever, and I have never regretted it, because they all left their hearts under my care!

Life is an unsolvable equation, and we are all trying to find the answer, but some things have an ending and have no beginning, while some feelings are walking without an ending!

Don't force anything, what belongs to you is yours if you don't fight for it, and some things shouldn't belong to you in the first place. Why don't you turn gracefully? Love often doesn't play cards according to common sense. Please be kind to your heart.

It hasn't rained for a long time This rain is so timely and precious. I like listening to the pattering of rain on the leaves, and I like the misty rain in this world. There seems to be a bird singing outside!

It was dawn slowly, and the morning light shone into the room through the window lattice. The wind is cool. If there is love in the heart, there will be a beautiful heart. The cuckoo is singing. Is she also calling for love?

The rain is still endless. During this period, heavy rain and torrential rain have caused disasters in the south of the Yangtze River, and the drought in our arid north has finally been alleviated by this rain. We all long for good weather. Let it rain!

The sound of rain seems small, but my thoughts seem to remain in the past. Some vague memories are surging, but they are just fragments, faint, and can't capture a trace of sadness. Yes, before the game, only once!

A thoughtful person will control his thinking and actions, even if he is confused for a while, he will wake up one day, so it is wisest to cherish the present and not be tired of the past!

I used to be stupid, I used to be crazy. That's because you care. There's nothing wrong with it. Without love, I still can't get out. It's hard for yourself. Why bother? The road still has to go forward!

There is a saying in Buddhism that Buddha kills Buddha and ancestors kill ancestors, so when we have to cut off love, we should let it go, so that you can walk out of a new world and get a new life!

It's already very bright, the annoying cuckoo cries joy, and the world wakes up in the rain. On a beautiful morning, there are all kinds of birds singing, and the air is filled with faint fruit fragrance!

Each of us came to this world with a specific mission. If you are a seven-foot man, you should create a happy environment for your family. This is the most important thing!

Love is a matter for two people. Everyone longs for the beauty of love, but it is often our selfishness and narrowness that ruin a relationship, so singleness is the most important, but time is hard, and how many people will finish it? !

If you are in love, please take care of it sincerely. Love can't be deceived or insincere. We all know the truth, but we often fail in the details, don't we? ?

With more experience, you will look down on many things. Some seemingly insurmountable obstacles, time will smooth everything out, don't entangle some things. Give them to time, and it will tell you the final answer!

When I was young, I did many stupid things. Nowadays, when people reach middle age, they seldom go crazy. I am not tired, but calm, knowing what to do and what is worth doing!

Life gives us many gifts, which we keep and lose. In the end, we have to create a new future, so on the way forward, we should abandon them and keep our hearts young forever!

A drizzling spring rain moistened my breath and slowly flowed through my memory.

Night always touches my heart. I like the sound of rain.

The world is covered with green, and you always comfort me. Don't regret anything on this spring day.

The joys and sorrows of the years, the affection and the journey of life always have a romantic mark. I just want to have you in this life and accompany me to grow old slowly.

Night, quiet, covers up the fictional elements, as if, you can always hear your heavenly voice. Thank you, because you gave me more mature ideas. Your smile is very shallow, but it occupies the whole space in my heart. I like your touching story. I describe countless touching details with pen and ink. Looking at the window, do you have the same feeling as me, ups and downs.

There will be countless encounters, joys and sorrows, pains and parting in a person's life. I wonder when you will surprise me. Therefore, I hope my eyes will always follow your footsteps when you are intoxicated in my arms.

I gently touch the wrinkles around my eyes, which is the witness of vicissitudes of life and the mark of time polishing. I remember you said that it was not a wrinkle, but a hard record of your life. Do you know that my heart is still so simple at this time, that is to have your sincere heart all my life?

You told me that all predestinations should be cherished. I know that you have entered my heart, and I will not hesitate, even if there is hell ahead. I like your eloquence. In fact, I know that your heart and mine are intertwined. There are many things we need to do, but thinking will always hold you back. A person's life is really difficult, and some shackles seem to be tailor-made for us. We are not saints, but for that promise, we are not afraid of the loss of time, and we are not afraid of any hardships.

I know that simple words can poison the soul. I always force myself to be calm and smile at life with a normal attitude.

Whenever I am overwhelmed by the heavy burden of life, I will calmly brew myself a cup of strong tea, which is light and elegant, creating a warm atmosphere for myself and not thinking about those hardships and tiredness.

The rain stopped and the warm spring breeze bathed my heart. Looking at your direction from a distance, there is always a little touch. You are the happiness I can touch. I will spend my whole life writing about my loyalty to you. Just want to, we have no regrets all our lives, be calm, and join hands with you for the rest of our lives. ...

As night falls, the lights are on, and the gray drizzle hangs over the sky of our small county. In the boundless rain and fog, neon lights are flashing happily on the rainbow bridge, parks and scenic trees on both sides of the street. From a distance, it really looks like a mirage, beautiful and spectacular.

I seem to like the world shrouded in fog, hazy as a dream, coupled with drizzle, breeze blowing, slightly drunk, how comfortable that feeling is! Let the rain and tears flow together, let the wind and thoughts float together, and let the world grieve with me. Walking by the river and on the road alone, watching the scenery alone. The world is so beautiful, but it is so desolate. The river rushes with a faint figure, and the drizzle dances gracefully under the street lamp. The cool breeze blows off the scattered leaves soaked by rain, or falls in the flower pond, or falls on the river, in the flower pond, like a ship stranded for a while, falls on the river and flows far away. It can be described as: wandering into duckweed, stranded and sad. Don't blame the wind, it's natural perfection. Leaves, fate is so sad!

Thinking of you, but like a star that can't be found this night; Thinking that you will take you into a dream; Miss you, tears seem to dry up, but the rain seems to get bigger; Thinking of you, I can't stop the rain from drifting into the window.

On such a night of "tears flying all over the sky", it is quiet and beautiful, but sad. Let the rain soak the body, let the rain wash the soul, let the painful blood flow on the lonely soil and water the bitterness of love. A "bitter tree" will grow tomorrow, and the lonely bitter tree will flourish and be full of beautiful flowers. I know it will keep raining, even if it stops tomorrow and the sun comes out, this sky is just someone else's sky!

It will keep raining, keep raining.

Rainy Night Perception Prose 6 The night is accompanied by the sound of falling rain, gently knocking on the window. I lay quietly in bed, and it kept raining. Unconsciously, a little astringent salty taste slowly slipped down my cheeks. Mention my infinite melancholy! In this way, a rain brushed her thoughts over and over again, but her thoughts were boundless, and no matter how she washed them, she couldn't be washed away. Suddenly I have an impulse to rush into the rain and get wet, so that I can wake up a little. Looking back suddenly, I remembered my past youth. Once upon a time, we all had dreams and fought for our tomorrow! I woke up from my dream several times, but the reality was so cruel.

I remember it was a lonely night and it was raining. I came to a strange city and had no friends. With a dream, I feel the loneliness I have never felt before. Maybe God has blessed me, who is fighting for my ideal. We have met! When she appeared in front of my eyes, she was so sunny, mature and charming. I was deeply intoxicated, and at this moment, I fell in love with her! Passionate drizzle brings me endless reverie! I am glad that there is a rainy season in my life, and the bleak world is still as warm as ever! There are too many unpredictable futures in life, and I was lucky at that moment! Everyone wants to leave their footprints on the muddy road after the rain. Even if they miss some scenery, what can they regret?

Looking back on the good times we spent together, I can't help feeling a little happy. At that time, we got along happily every day, sipping a glass of red wine, feeling the smell of grapes gradually melting into the breath, feeling the heart flying in the rainy night sky, and feeling that you are no longer lonely in the quiet sky. How I hope that time will stay at this moment forever, and let us enjoy this warmth and sweetness together! But I always feel that there is something hidden behind your smile. God always likes to play tricks on people. Just when I thought I was enjoying love with great expectation, I was waiting for an unpredictable future.

It is still raining outside. I slowly walked out of the room and looked up at the sky, letting the drizzle hit my cheeks, wetting my heart and my whole heart. I can't say what it feels like, and I've never experienced such a feeling. I really want to float my thoughts away, and I really want to keep my worries forever. Even if I'm gone, even if I pass away, at the end of the years, there is still one I won't give up. Although my persistence can't last forever, my persistence can't last for a thousand years, but the remaining years are enough to make me care about you and miss you.

How many people in the world can feel this rainy night? How many people can do this kind of cleanliness? Even the tears on his face are fresh and unpretentious. I don't need someone to accompany me to listen to the singing of Lengyu. I just want to be alone. Now, just like at night, I feel the feelings that no one can understand quietly and attentively. Forget the pain and loss of the past!

Lonely as a rainy night. What can ordinary people change? Did the world change us or did we change the world?

On a romantic rainy night, the scenery makes you drunk, and you get drunk when you watch the rain.

It has been raining for several days. It doesn't rain much, but it keeps raining. Raindrops in the wind sometimes rush to the window lattice and rustle my long-silent heart. Dark days linger in my heart, wrapped in my thoughts that I can't tear away. Knocking on the keyboard at my desk, a gust of wind blew, overturned my half-closed curtain and looked up. The distant mountains and the nearby mountains are shrouded in misty white gauze fog. This is an autumn rain that bid farewell to midsummer. At dusk, the rain stopped and the sky was like freshly washed blue satin. There is still a layer of misty rain and fog on the mountains of Yanshan Mountain. With the sunset glow coming in from the window, it seems to add a layer of dark veil to the quiet room. I meditate quietly in the laziness of this curtain, enjoying the tranquility that dusk alone gives me. In a blink of an eye, I don't know when the sunset has quietly faded, the twilight is endless, and the rain and fog outside the window are getting thicker and thicker. On this summer night, my heart is full of damp coolness. Looking at the Yanshan Mountain outside the window, I am like a girl sleeping in the twilight, lying quietly in the rain and fog. I opened the window, and boundless twilight and misty rain and fog came into my field of vision.

So, my heart is like the rain and fog in this twilight, floating and at a loss.

The wind brought by the rain crawled in through the window covered by the night, blowing my pajamas with a white background and blue plaid enthusiastically and romantically, reminding me of the time that I never forgot-when the sun set, in the dead of night, I held you in my arms, stroked your hair gently, kissed your charming chest and tapped your lips, and immersed myself in that early summer night together.

In the vast sea of people, I accidentally collided with you, from strangers to the most familiar people, from acquaintance to love, from reluctant separation to unremitting thoughts as soon as possible. Now, your smile, shy, flushed cheeks, beautiful bun, delicate eyes, teeth as white as jade are arranged together like glutinous rice, fragrant lips like sunrise in the morning dew, blushing Chinese rose-like expression, magnolia-like jaw and lotus-like skin, all of which are deeply engraved in my mind and become brilliant marks in my life. Even if I immediately become a wisp of smoke, I am enough in this world. However, just when I turned around inadvertently, you suddenly disappeared into the vast sea of people, making your frivolous and familiar figure dim again. Your sweet smile, your pure voice, like the endless rain at night, soaked my yearning time.

Looking out of the window, the mountains, the leaves, the sounds and everything in the rain are still the same, just like my past, which has experienced the baptism of wind and rain, and my broken heart has gradually recovered, and the warm picture of the past is still fresh in my memory. This wonderful hand, Dan Qing, happily got the picture scroll occasionally and laid it at our feet. We used to walk in this picture of happiness. I don't know whether Prometheus is still tied to the Caucasus, whether his intestines flow out on rainy nights, and whether the goshawk will fly away quietly when the rooster crows before dawn. Fortunately, I have been liberated, and I will happily walk into this cool rainy night, waiting for the rain to clear up and the sunshine to become beautiful in happiness. I am eager to see you again in the bright sunshine.

This rainy night, I am not tired. My heart has been driving a breeze in the rainy night and flew to your Peach Blossom Garden, where there is our beautiful story. The story is filled with snowflakes in Yanshan winter, with lingering thoughts of winter leaving and spring coming, dancing of geese flying south and returning home, flowing with the interest of meeting thousands of miles, and emitting the unique fragrance of milk tea. In the fog of Nadam Street and Aobao Mountain, you and I used to wander together. All this is stored in the memory bank in my heart and condensed into a beautiful picture with rich colors, which I will never forget in my life.

I still remember the first time I met you. It was a distant spring. After the ice and snow melt, the swallow whispers, the willow blooms and the peach blossoms bloom. We broke through the lonely night rain and the loneliness of many years. After many twists and turns, we gathered in the light of Beijing from far away. You poured out the grievances buried in your heart for half your life with tears, and that moment was packed in the boat kissed by the waves on your journey to Wan Li. On the beach by the sea, in the small building with flashing lights along the coast, I tried to dry your tears several times and give you warm comfort in my heart. However, seeing your happy smiling face and hearing your gentle and sweet voice with me, we have forgotten the sadness and depression of half a life, and we have the same sweet romance and snuggling beauty.

Perhaps, God corrected his mistake 500 years ago, rearranged the road between you and me, and let us meet. Maybe it's a coincidence between heaven and earth, maybe it's a necessity in the world. In my deep thinking, it seems that previous lives have already been doomed. On the short stage of life, a love drama is quietly staged in silence. On a rainy night, lights are flashing at the foot of the vast Shan Ye and the ancient city. At this moment, I am sighing, sighing that everyone's living space in the world has its own north and south things, like a dream play, and different colors of drama are being staged. Among thousands of people, although you are lonely, there must be many people who like you, because you have beautiful appearance, unique inner temperament and pure and kind quality. Among many people who admire you, you have a pair of discerning eyes. After quiet thinking, you like me. I don't know how to thank you. Maybe I can summon all the souls of my 3,000-year-old ancestors, and I can't repay your love for me in this life.

Perhaps, I am just a passer-by in your life, but when I get on the train to the south, there are surging waves in my heart. Anna in Tolstoy's works did not enjoy real happiness, and the meeting on the platform became her lifelong expectation and ultimate regret. I once naively thought that if I went back to the 19th century through time tunnel, I would definitely wake Anna up, rejuvenate her and let her enjoy the true meaning of human love. Now it seems that this Anna is right in front of my eyes. She is none other than you. I fantasize that, after waking from a deep sleep, we sow the fire of human love with a long-awaited love, ignite it into a flaming torch, illuminate the Yanshan Mountains, and reflect the moonlight in Wan Li. Tonight, on this rainy night, I seem to see the blooming flowers of love in Shan Ye. The rain fog in the twilight condenses into fine raindrops, watering the budding flowers, and the fragrance of love gathers into a trickle on a rainy night. We are boating in the ripples of this stream and heading for the other side of love. When the rain stops, the love flowers on the other side will be fragrant and gorgeous, especially brilliant.

The drizzle outside the window is still falling quietly between the far and near heaven and earth, covering the Yanshan Mountains in the twilight. I know, I miss you in the hazy rainy night, but I don't know if you miss me in this rainy night at this time. I also know that with the deepening of communication, we have the same hobbies and pursuits, and our feelings are growing day by day. I find that I have infinite admiration for you, so I think you are like an invisible silk thread, like a silkworm that has cocooned in autumn. I can't get rid of it without missing you for a day, just like Sanqiu. I have never tried true love. Now I understand what true love is, and I am fascinated by it. This love is so beautiful that I get carried away and die hard. You know, every bit of rain outside the window is soaked in my heart, just like your love for me, it has melted into my blood vessels, impacting my heart and affecting every nerve. I accepted your kindness to me, but I didn't care about you and pity you. I can only gently hold you in my arms and kiss you silently in a deep dream thousands of miles away.

How I wish I could go with the wind on this rainy night, but after all, you and I are far away, and I can't caress you. I can only care about you all the time, condense my thoughts and kisses into a cloud, and often walk into my dreams. I have to entrust you to take care of yourself in a distant place. Looking at this rainy night, I feel that you are walking alone in this rainy night. Your lonely back and heavy footsteps make my heart ache faintly in this rainy night. At this time, my tears are as sad in my heart as this uneasy rainy night.

Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? The moment I said goodbye, I saw the tears in the air when you turned around. I pretended not to see you, but when I turned to buy a ticket and came back, I couldn't see you. A sour feeling of guilt surged into my chest, and you left quietly. I didn't kiss goodbye, nor did I hold your hand to see you off. At the moment when I didn't see you, I really couldn't find any way to express my modesty. In the wind and smoke between heaven and earth, I will never find you again. I thought you were so cruel and left without saying goodbye, or my disconsolate mood suddenly went blank. Your tenderness and your beauty are all written in the blank space. At this time, I am like a lonely wild goose, moaning alone with inner pain. The sound of falling water is everywhere around me and in front of me, strange footsteps are everywhere, and you are everywhere.

The rain at night has poured into Shan Ye, and the pulse has entered my heart. The rain in front of us is full of trees and flowers, full of enthusiasm and high spirits. You and I live far apart, quiet inside. Falling water often appears in my dreams. I can only bury my thoughts and concerns about you in the ruthless years. Now I can only deeply embed your face that haunts me.

Colorful years are like running water on this rainy night, flowing to the horizon with our thoughts and waiting. After the rainy night, I will bring wet love, no matter how difficult and bumpy the road is, I will definitely go to see you, and I will never leave you in this life as always.