Listen to the autumn rain
Like leaves on a tree.
Piaopiaosa
It's all over the floor
Are they tears of leaves?
Or bid farewell to the sadness of the sky and let the leaves fall?
Sasha Vujacic
Is it the sound of leaves falling or sobbing?
rain
I said, are you a tear on a leaf or a wound in someone's time?
Immersed in the sunshine all summer.
Branches are a green stage with swaying leaves.
When colorful colorful clothes are as beautiful as butterflies.
Parting quietly raised his pace.
When life becomes perfect
When you don't care about the direction.
I know
There was an autumn rain.
It's going to drop.
only
Who is with the leaves?
Into the vicissitudes of life?
This autumn rain
Chapter two: Modern autumn rain poems.
Autumn rain,
I don't know when it will start to rain,
Like friends,
I don't know when I left,
But I,
Still missing,
It's just autumn rain,
Autumn is unpredictable.
Autumn rain,
It's still falling,
Summer is gone forever,
Once the sun was like fire,
The girl in the skirt,
A sweaty young man,
Changed their appearance,
Traces are hard to find.
Autumn rain,
I stopped getting up this morning,
After you left,
A rain and a cold,
This is an old saying,
It's cold dew,
It is snowing,
It's spring,
More unpredictable.
Autumn rain,
I haven't been here for a long time,
I've always felt sorry for you,
I've missed it for a long time.
You say,
Go to Qiu Lai in spring,
Just a substitute.
however
A year later,
Wait,
It's still too long
Chapter three: Modern autumn rain poems.
The last rain in autumn
rain
Don't you miss this season?
As autumn fades away.
Come and say goodbye to me.
light footsteps
Can also wake up a piece of fallen leaves
Cold fingers
How to hold hands gently?
Neons across the narrow strip
Who is that who rushed to Beiying?
Running around in the world of mortals year after year
Silence at the intersection of seasons
rain
Thank you for accompanying me on another journey.
Maybe tomorrow morning will be full of ice and snow.
at present
Don't ask what you missed.
That night sky
I'm already in tears ......
Chapter four: Modern autumn rain poems.
Rain is actually a mood.
It's raining, it's fresh, natural and moving.
That coolness is a kind of warmth and yearning;
Torrential rain, free and easy, sudden, shocking,
That wanton, is a kind of unforgettable is also a cry;
Cold rain turns into snow, which is silence, sublimation and sadness.
That kind of experience is a kind of heart and a kind of sadness.
Rain, like poetry, is memorable;
Rain, like a song, ups and downs are exciting;
Rain, falling for the heart, drifting, but indifferent!
Rain, floating quietly, wet eyes and heart.
Clear rain is not cool, but clear,
A lot of feelings, a lot of pain,
Loneliness is like the wind, flowing slowly;
A shallow smile is not a mood, but a mood.
A lot of helplessness, a lot of sadness, silence like rain, silently dripping;
A faint heart is not intoxicated, but vicissitudes.
A lot of noise, a lot of chaos,
Into the wind, the rain, the world.
Flowers and rain are everywhere, and what remains in my heart is:
Season, pace, heart ...
Rain is a kind of elegance.
It is a kind of beauty that penetrates the years.
Facing the troubles of life, don't be confused.
A calm and rainy smile is the most beautiful gesture;
Facing the time flies, not trapped by love,
Walking like a rain comb, wind and heart is the most beautiful feeling;
Facing the ups and downs of life, I am not lost in the world.
It is the most beautiful elegance to experience the generosity and cleanliness like rain.
Love in life comes from this elegance.
If you can, let me in the rain,
Stay in youth, stay in the best time!
The rain stopped and my mood was scattered all over the floor.
Bend down to pick up a fallen leaf,
That clear vein is a pure state of mind, just a little wet;
Close your eyes and listen to the wind.
Soft singing is a distant language, just a little vague;
Think deeply about a heart,
That wordless silence is a heartbreaking feeling, just a little sad.
Wet is rain and heart;
What is confusing is the human heart and the wind;
Sadly, over the years,
Eternal is life, not the whole world!
Rain is a kind of heart, a kind of talk,
It is also a feeling.
Listen attentively, like the wind caressing your heart,
There are worries, refreshments and tears;
Listen attentively, like a silent flower,
There are flowers, memories and thoughts;
Listen attentively, like a poem, twist time gently,
There is silence, indifference and pain.
Rain, only for those who care, only for those who care, only for those who care, only for those who are idealistic.
Rain is the beauty of nature, the cleansing of years, and the beauty and eternity of life!