1. Hearing the tinkling sound of rain sounds like a light and lively piece of music. The continuous autumn rain falls to the ground unhurriedly, splashing sugar balls in the puddles. Small and round water droplets.
2. Ah! The sound was so soft, and when played hard, the tinkling tinkling was so sweet. Just like that, the process of learning the piano began, and my ups and downs life also began at the same time.
3. Ding, ding, dong, dong…, the lingering sound lingers in my ears. This is a nourishment for the soul. I feel the drizzle kissing my face in the spring. I really can’t help it, and I feel silently in my heart. It was in tune, and I turned into a note and floated with it. How could it be such a good word?
4. Snowflakes are falling one by one, Christmas is coming step by step, listen to the ding-ding-dong-dong sound, Father Christmas is coming, put a pair of socks on the bedside, make a wish before going to bed, read the text message and dream, wish It will definitely come true.
5. When I hear the sound of rain at night, passers-by ask about the future. His eyes were dim, but he could only say "ding ding dong dong ding ding".
6. Up, down, left, and right, I am hollow, regardless of the wind, east, west, northwest, I will always say Prajna, ding ding dong dong, ding ding dong. The beacon fire plays on the princes
7. The Eighteen Streams of Jiuxi are famous for their "twirling roads and ding-ding-dong-dong springs".
8. He heard something coming from the stable. A Portuguese long-term worker was playing the guitar tinklingly.
9. Look at the lush green bamboo forest, listen to the tinkling tinkling of the mountain springs flowing, and look at the vast bamboo sea with mountains and blue seas. It is a worthwhile trip to cleanse your body and mind directly.
10. The sound of metal clashing sounded in the wilderness. Two ponytails of different lengths were fluttering in the wind. The wind in the wilderness blew by, and you could smell a girl inside. The fragrance.
11. The sound of ding-ding-dong-dong is so beautiful. It is the tambula played by the little girl.
12. Since then, the flow of the river has become more euphemistic, like plucked strings, tinkling, tinkling, weeping, never-endingly playing historical music, telling the injustice of the world.
13. After a moment, there was a tinkling sound not far away. Snowdrops held a lacquer plate and stepped into the door. They saw Fang Ming lying on the bed, staring straight at it. My own face suddenly turned pale.