I never like playing an umbrella, because rain can't cover my eyes, and an umbrella can't cover the sky.
3. The umbrella man always wants someone to stand side by side under the umbrella.
4. People without umbrellas walk beside those with umbrellas. No matter how close they get, they can't escape the rain, but become wetter. It's best to stay away, even without an umbrella, there are times when the rain clears. Even if it is not close, you can have your own sunshine world.
5. Twenty-five years, a quarter of a century, even if it rains, Qian Shan has thousands of umbrellas.
6. The lonely umbrella-bearer has only one umbrella in his hand in the rain, and even though I am lonely, I am accompanied by thousands of raindrops from Qian Qian.
The girl has an umbrella in her hand, but because it is mine, she doesn't have it. I have an umbrella, too, but I can't hold it in her hand.
8. Whenever it rains, whenever I open an umbrella, I will think of you. My eyes are crying for you, but my heart is holding an umbrella for you.
9. Listening to the rain and crying is the fate of the umbrella.
10. It's nice to have an umbrella, but the umbrella is crying.
1 1.
12. an umbrella laughs, the wind is warm, and the leaves go with autumn without knowing the cold.
13. Suddenly, the wind was blowing, the willow branches trembled, the clouds were born in the northwest, the fog was locked in the southeast, and soon it began to rain. The boy in blue opened an umbrella in the light smoke and heavy rain, and his clothes were messed up by the wind. It's really a good umbrella, with purple bamboo handle and 84 bones. It seems to be made by the Shushu family in Lake, clear. Such a good umbrella and such a good person can't stand all the ups and downs. Ordinary guests became victims.
14. With an umbrella, you can avoid a cold rain and the whole rainy season. Even my thoughts are wet.
15. Time is like rain. We are all people walking in the rain. Find yourself an umbrella and go straight ahead until the wind stops raining and it clears up.
2. Collect some beautiful poems about umbrellas and thank Dai Wangshu for his rain lane.
Holding an oil-paper umbrella alone
Wandering in the long, long
Lonely rain lane,
I hope to see
Like cloves.
A girl with a grudge.
She does.
Clove-like color,
Lilac-like fragrance,
Sad as cloves,
Mourning in the rain,
Sadness and hesitation;
She lingers in this lonely rain lane,
Hold an oil-paper umbrella
Like me,
Like me.
voicelessly
Cold, sadness and melancholy.
She approached quietly,
Get close and throw again.
Breathing eyes
She floated by.
Like a dream,
As sad and confused as a dream.
Floating like a dream
A lilac field,
I passed this girl by;
She left silently, left,
A crumbling fence,
Walk through this rainy path.
In the lamentation of the rain,
Remove her color,
Spread her fragrance,
Disappeared, even hers
Breathing eyes
Lilac is melancholy.
Holding an oil-paper umbrella alone
Wandering in the long, long
Lonely rain lane,
I hope to float over.
Like cloves.
A girl with a grudge.
I wonder if you are satisfied?
3. Dai Wangshu, a beautiful poem of sharing an umbrella with others in a rainy lane
Hold an oil-paper umbrella
Wandering alone for a long time
Lonely rain lane
I hope to meet someone.
Lilac like
A girl with a grudge.
She does.
Clove-like color
Lilac fragrance
Lilac sadness
Mourn in the rain
Sad and confused
She lingers in this lonely rain lane
Hold an oil-paper umbrella
Like me
Like me
Part of it is silence.
Cold, sadness and melancholy
She approached quietly.
Approach and throw
Breathing eyes
She floated by.
well
As sad and confused as a dream.
Floating like a dream
Dingxiangyuan
I missed this girl.
She left quietly.
A ramshackle hedge.
Leave this rainy path.
In the sad song of rain
Remove her color.
Scattered her fragrance.
Even dispersed her.
Breathing eyes
Lavender melancholy
Hold an oil-paper umbrella
Wandering alone for a long time
Lonely rain lane
I hope to float across one
Lilac like
A girl with a grudge.
A man with an umbrella
I saw an ordinary man.
On an ordinary street corner
He is holding an oil-paper umbrella.
Bury one's head in the shadow
Look at the water on the ground.
Rain falls and dust falls.
Like some kind of uncertain melody.
Some wind lifted the sleeves.
He just-
Quietly, quietly
Immersed in waiting
Oh, nostalgic passers-by
Why are you crying?
Umbrella traveler
Who is it for?
Raise your hopes.
Crossing the quicksand river of time
Still the same day.
Rain is still the original rain
Oh, the years are quiet and the world is stable.
But you are no longer under my umbrella.
4. Including the famous beautiful articles and poems about oil-paper umbrellas, 1, the rain on the West Lake, telling my Millennium bitterness.
Author: anonymous
In this season when Claudia's leaves are red and willow green, I walked on a gondola with an oil-paper umbrella in my hand and stood at the bow. I looked disappointed: I passed through the misty and rainy West Lake embankment, winding streets, tiled walls, cornices and windows looming.
Even if there is an autumn moon in Pinghu and a gentle spring dawn in Su Causeway, it is a long-cherished wish that a thousand trees bloom and weeping willows are ten miles away. Blue waves are rippling, carrying my nostalgia, rain all the way, flowers all the way, sighs all the way, and melancholy all the way. ...
In the distance, bamboo music is faint. Who gently clasps the bamboo string, who dances Xiao Guan, Ying Ge, Yan Ni, or lingering acacia. Shake the water, shake the heart, shake the mood and shake the life.
When the boat reached the shore, I stepped on the microwave, with clouds on my sleeves, and walked lightly in the Millennium dream. The distance is foggy, where is the past life and where is the afterlife.
2. Oil-Paper Umbrella in Rain Lane of Jiangnan
Author: anonymous
Dai Wangshu's famous misty poem Rain Lane, a poet who likes rain lanes, is only because of his poetic oil-paper umbrella. You see, it rains at night and the alley is deep. At this moment, an oil-paper umbrella stumbled silently on the wet bluestone path, which was so lonely.
What kind of sadness, raindrops dripping on the edge of the umbrella, should be like pearls of all sizes pouring into a plate of crisp and moist; The person under the umbrella should be a navy gown, and there must be a pale and young face under the round glasses with black edges.
Holding an oil-paper umbrella, wandering alone in a long, long and lonely rain lane ...
3. The Missing of Stone Street
Author: anonymous
Stone street covered with vicissitudes of life
An oil-paper umbrella glides leisurely.
Fantastic light blue
Embroidered with an elegant lotus flower
It is March when fireworks are gorgeous and intoxicating.
There is a drizzle like sorrow.
My thoughts converge into a distant river.
Clear and soft waves
Me under an oil-paper umbrella
It is already a lotus in bud.
4. Meet in a long lonely rainy lane
Author: anonymous
I want to finish my unfinished wish before the end of my life-to hold an oil-paper umbrella and stay together in the long and lonely rain lane. I won't leave you.
Even if there is red dust besides red dust, even if the end of the road is endless, even if I am as thin as a leaf, I will choose the road.
Because of the invitation of half a century, I have long been homesick. I still use my paper umbrella to keep out the rain, but I am afraid that your name will be wet into deep and shallow tears, which will remind me of the only pain in my heart.
From now on, I can't hold your figure to keep warm, or even walk through this fish lane.
The alley is empty, just like my broken heart. Some are the loneliness of a pool of rain hitting the banana, some are the melancholy of leaves blown by the wind, a kind of sadness when a person drinks the bright moon alone, and there is a girl who outlines the sadness with a touch of sadness.
A sad and chaotic story, an endless Singin' in the Rain.
5. "Oil-paper umbrellas wait for the rainy season in previous lives."
Author: dream come true
Jiangnan yanshui road
Jin Hang
But I didn't meet anyone who left.
Who can use an oil-paper umbrella?
Hold up the sleeping spring.
Suddenly become eternal tenderness.
That plain-looking woman
Shake the skirt gently
In the deep rain lane
Fade away ...
A long winding green path
5. What are some sentences praising umbrellas? 1. Sometimes, all I want is an umbrella to keep out the wind and rain.
The time when you picked me up with an umbrella was enough for me to remember my whole life. Then I realized that you didn't insist. Love is foolproof Tears left your fingers, let it flow on this letter paper.
My father is my windbreak and my mother is my umbrella. No matter how long the way home is, no matter how far away from home; New Year's Eve will be a happy family reunion!
Life is when you take an umbrella and it doesn't rain, but you forget to take it when it rains.
On rainy days, handfuls of umbrellas are like colorful mushrooms, enjoying the wet rain in the rain.
6. Look, how eye-catching my little umbrella is! Umbrella cloth is made of nylon silk, which is very smooth, and raindrops roll down on it, unlike cloth umbrellas that leak water. The pattern on the top of the umbrella is different from other places. It is as big as the mouth of a cup, with red flowers on a white background.