1, drizzle pays off, so don't be soft on Mid-Autumn Festival. There is nothing but wandering in the world, and every family has its own worries. The bright moon in another country is a dream after all, but the boat in my hometown is gone. Stealing osmanthus pulp every year, poetry rewards tears.
2, such as crisp rain rising cold smoke, the moon should know that the devil pity. The flowers have fallen, the dust has fallen, and the soul is still clinging to the tree. The poem is beautiful and the handwriting is very good. I want to send a cloud with the geese, leaving only sorrow with autumn sleep.
3. Wind, frost and cold bring rain all over Changchuan, and dew condenses like beads into dusk smoke. At that time, the finches sang again, and several places in the ancient city stayed up all night. At the beginning of the clouds, I Zui Xiang. Whoever listens to Yu Di sings well, don't pass the new song on to Xiang Qiu.
4, the weather is difficult to understand ordinary love, when Yan. Chixian county thinks of golden lanterns, and the jade plate rises to heaven. Sitting alone at night watching Han Yun, listening to the rain through the lonely window all night. Ice mirror Who knows where to go and how many photos can I take tonight?
It rained on Mid-Autumn Festival;
1, may happiness linger in my heart like a continuous drizzle; Happiness is like a pleasant drizzle before our eyes; Good luck falls on you like a silent drizzle. May my blessing accompany you to spend the beautiful Spring Festival and be happy every day!
2. Deep in my thoughts, the deepest memory of this season is that the rain moistens the boundless and my heart. At this time, if the autumn rain is a dream, the night rain wants to cry without tears.
The rain in that autumn night is more interesting. Under the illumination of street lamps, you can see it is like a tightly woven crystal pearl. Dancing in the air is like a curtain; Gather on the ground like a pool.
4, the night rain gurgling, telling the season, the continuous autumn, in a casual moment, has entered this world.
5, the night rain drips, the golden wind is thin, and the leaves are falling. Sentences describing autumn rain. Lying in bed, listening to the rain outside the window, as beautiful as a song, as comfortable as a poem, as if flowing.
6. The autumn night rain full of lovesickness can only be pinned on the future gathering, and then talk about the night rain, how happy it should be.