The wind is rustling and the rain is dripping, thinking without seeing the eyebrows.

The wind is bleak and the rain is lingering, so is my miss for him. I miss you so much that I can't see you, so I'm sad and unhappy.

It's from Missing on a Rainy Night written by modern Jing Li. ?

Original text:

Ask when it will be returned. I miss you when it rains.

The wind is rustling and the rain is falling, but I don't think about it.

The sentence of lovesickness in rainy days:

There are two red mansions facing the cold, covered by rain, and a pearl curtain lamp shakes my lonely heart and goes home.

It's still the familiar red building where the other person lived, but he didn't have the courage to go in or even get close to it, just staring in the rain. In his past, he felt that the Red Chamber was so kind and warm, but now it is so cold. How long has he been standing in front of this red building? Maybe he doesn't even know himself. He found that the lights in the surrounding streets and lanes were already on, and the rain floated through the lighted windows like a bead curtain. In the flashing of the bead curtain, he walked back in a daze along the long and lonely rain lane.

When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.

You asked me when I would go home. I don't have a fixed time to come back. It rained heavily in Bashan this evening, and the pool was full of rain. When will you and I get together again, cut candles at night under the west window and talk with you, and then tell the story of the rainy night today?

Yesterday, I left, and the willows were reluctant; The road is muddy and difficult to walk, and people are thirsty and hungry.

It was spring when I went out, the willows were dancing, and it was rainy and snowy winter when I came back. At this time of year, everything he has experienced is self-evident.