It's really romantic to have someone to walk with when it rains.
Touched is not to give me an umbrella when it rains, but to rain with me.
The sun shines brightly and is as warm as ever, how can I dare to grow old before you come?
What can depress oneself is true dignity.
Spring rain brings new green to the fields, thoughts drift in the spring rain, and the mind is enchanted in the fine rain.
Rain always makes some thoughts drift away with the wind.
Rainy day mood classic sentence
Rainy day, it is easy to remember, it is easy to miss; Rainy day, it is easy to listen to songs, it is easy to lonely. On a rainy day, it's easy to count the roads with the truest thoughts.
When it rains, am I the only one whose umbrella is still wet?
Irresistible is the beginning , irresistible is the end.
Look, the sky is raining; listen, the heart is crying.
The ending is doomed, I'm still waiting for a miracle
Evenings alone enjoy the tranquility, alone listen to the sadness.
The happiness that I try to put together can never be complete again.
When you want to cry, pray for rain and let him help you cry.
I like the rain, I like to stand in the rain and get wet, because even if you cry, no one knows.
Rainy day, is a kind of feeling, I don't know when I like rainy days, only know that every rainy day has a different feeling, every rain before and after the rain also gives a different flavor, it may be a kind of anticipation, feel the world of rainy days at will.
The rain outside the window has been pattering since yesterday and has been singing late into the night, making me toss and turn.
If he always holds an umbrella for others, why don't you wait for him in the rain?
The wind rolled up the torrential rain like countless whips and lashed it hard against the glass windows.
Next, you can enjoy the underground, I hate you, I don't care about you.
No matter how windy or rainy it is, no matter if you cry or laugh, no matter what others say, there is only you in my eyes.
Rain, what washes away; the sun after the rain, what brings? Nothing, nothing.
When the whole world is good to rain together, let's make an appointment to clear up in our hearts together.
The eyes are raining for you, but the heart is holding an umbrella for you.
It's raining again today, and I'm happy and glad that you're by my side.
It rains on eve, thunder and lightning, are he and I going to be torn apart?
When the whole world is good to rain together, let's make a date to clear up together in our hearts.
Look, the sky is raining; listen, the heart is crying.
After the thunderstorm, stand under the tree and proudly point to the sky and say, I want to cross too!
When a fool is always touched, he likes to say, It's raining.
I like the rain. Like to stand in the rain and get wet, because even if I cry, no one knows.
It rained at school today, the road was slippery there were a lot of female students fell down, no one helped, but there was a group of people laughing?
I like to sleep in my room when it rains.
Isn't the sky worth crying over when it rains?
If you know it's going to rain, you should bring an umbrella. If you know it's starting.
Summer rain eases long moody knots and rumbles of thunder under a pale curtain of rolling clouds. Driven by the meandering gusts of wind, it is as sad as a cry. The countryside was covered all around .
Just like this weather, light rain, just do not need an umbrella, so, like fog and rain, cool, cool weather, cool wind, very comfortable, let awake.
What an amazing spring rain. It is hazy and clear. It puts a misty veil on everything, and it washes everything fresh and bright. My mood also seemed to be cleaned and polished by the rain, and a bright, cheerful feeling grew. The whole world is like a newborn baby, as if everything started over, the trees are new, new green buds full of branches; grass is new, new delicate and delicate; flowers are new, new and budding. Even the mood is new, the heart only a refreshing and pleasant feeling.
Another rainy day, I like rainy days, walking alone in the rain, no one to accompany, dare to ask the next rainy day, who should I hold an umbrella for, is it you? ...
Rain like fog, like rain like fog, constantly lingering
Naughty raindrops like who threw down the steel ball like smashing on the river, splashing high splash; like sifting beans straight down, like a mirror broke the lake surface, scared away want to jump into the water surface to see the rain scene of the small fish. Thick raindrops thudded against other people's windows.
The rain on Tianshan Mountain is very common, all at once is two or three days, like cow hair, like embroidery needles, like fine silk, dense diagonal weaving, to her in green like dye, turquoise like brocade new clothes.
Ink clouds squeezed the sky and hid the scarlet eyes, heavy as if they were going to fall, oppressive as if the whole world was quiet. Cold winds weaved shrilly, leaving the shrieks of people behind. The weak flowers and plants were already trembling on the ground. It was the mountain rain that came into the wind!
Autumn rains were like round pearls, and like smooth broken jade, scattered and broken.
In March, the breeze blew gently, and furry rain fell from the sky.
Before the rain, the clear sky suddenly turned into a big black curtain, covering the whole sky, even the most dazzling sun disappeared without a trace, the sky clouds are getting lower and lower, seeing the rain, the pedestrians on the road in time to avoid, only I walked alone on the street, had to hide under the eaves of the house to avoid the rain, hoping that the rain will quickly stop. Summer is a season that changes its face, it sometimes cries and sometimes laughs. There is a time when the sky is clear, blue, with high clouds and hot sun; there is a time when the sky is dark, the clouds are thick, and the wind howls; there is a time when the weather is thundering, lightning and thunder; it pours down rain, pouring down rain, and rainbow bridges fly north and south. Summer is like a child's face that changes without warning.
The fine drizzle fell slowly from the distant sky, and the leaves under the windowsill were colored green by the rain.
The ancients chanted about the beauty of nature, and they all loved the wind and the flowers. But I especially love the rain.
A few dashing spring rains, the mountains are green, the grass is green, and the gurgling under the mountains is becoming more and more turbulent.
Spring rain, like flower needles, like fine silk, dense diagonal weave ......
The rainy day is best to hide in a small building, hiding in the ugly room, probably three or five confidants, or tea to catch up, talk about wind hair, talk about the legend of the warrior, talk about the world of funny; or rain to listen to the silk strings, the Jiangnan style song big strings and small strings are intentional.
Outside the window, the rain fell on the ground, forming a beautiful ink painting, like smoke.
Spring rain, spring guests brought baptism . Walking in this fine spring rain, enjoy the comfort and safety brought by spring rain . Rain gradually wet my hair and face, can not help but stick out my tongue, with the tip of the tongue to feel the wet, slippery sweet spring rain. The whole world will become so full of vigor after the spring rain's moisturizing and baptizing.
Spring rain comes and goes slowly. I don't know how long it took for the rain to stop . Little by little, time passed, and a bird crossed the sky and made a sound, and I knew the rain had stopped. However, the sky is still gray, the air is still very humid and fresher than before, the earth still retains its silk, and you can see the water droplets slowly condensing and dripping from the leaves.
The fall rain was like smoke and mist, quietly sprinkling on the gravel piles and dead leaves in the clearing, drenching the ground and the room, drenching the trees with rain, falling from the sky like 10,000 silver threads, and the eaves of the house falling with rows of droplets, like beautiful beaded curtains.
When the world is ready to rain together, let's make an appointment to clear up in our hearts together.
Touched is not when it rains, you give me an umbrella, but it rains with me.
You walk in the rain, you never take an umbrella, you have your own sky, it never rains.
When it rains, am I the only one who has an umbrella and still gets wet.
It's really romantic to have someone to walk with when it rains.
Remember, one rainy day, you said you would hurt me, and now, it's raining again, taking away all our vows.
Listening to the tears tell the rain the bitterness in my heart, I can only cry out to the sky, that heart is full of the pain you gave.
Dark clouds cover the sky, standing alone on the eaves looking up. Gray sweeps the world, and the rainy night is sad to the bone.
Not so fanciful now, but still love the rain, love the rain, sitting alone in front of the window, counting the raindrops.
Where exactly are you invisible, no, I follow the petals that fall in the rain to reach.
Rainy day is suitable for sending a circle of friends of the classic mood to say a large number of
Yesterday it rained, today it cleared up, our love is like this.
I hate the rain because I still can't learn to carry an umbrella.
It's raining and I choose to hide in the rain so you won't see my tears.
I can't find a favorite umbrella and would rather get wet.
Another rainy day, one person, one umbrella. Wild green grass, wind and rain.
Another rainy day, another season of sentimental insomnia!
Such a season, such a rain, has been a long time, do not remember the traces of rain, do not know whether to forget the rain, or isolate themselves.
As long as the mood is clear, life has no rainy days.
It's raining again today, and I'm happy that you're by my side and I'm happy.
It's going to rain, the mother is going to get married. Just go with the flow, why be mediocre.
A woman who can't cry is a monster, a woman who can only cry is a waste.
Want to listen to the sound of rain, memories of memories, want to listen to the sound of rain, peeling off a layer of dust in the memory.
Listen to the sound of rain, clear drop by drop, your breath is like raindrops seeping into my love.
No amount of good weather can bring a smile to my face, falling in love with a rainy day, ignoring the crying, and no one will care.
If you're sad now, let's just say that in the future, don't call today's tears in vain.
It is said that rain is best for crying. As long as you stand in the rain, no one knows your cowardice.
When the whole world is about to rain together, let's make an appointment to clear up in our hearts!
The fine rain, I wish the spring rain to give birth to hundreds of grains, grow countless happiness; good rain to know the season, melting troubles and ice and snow; to the rain to wash the dust, health and spirit; the fine rain do not need to come back, peace always accompanied. May you see the rain of happiness!
Rainy days like to fluff your hair, more atmosphere!
Come to this world, leave this world. Even if someone says they'll die with you, they won't be together when they die.
It's raining, some people wait for umbrellas, others wait for the rain to stop.
Crying alone, laughing alone, savoring the loneliness of being alone.
The story in the song will always pass, sleep well and go shopping tomorrow!
Another rainy day, slightly cool, roaming into the heart, unusually sober.
Like rain, like early rain haze. Like the silence and mystery of dusk after the rain.
That rainy night, when the wind picked up, the flowing water lost its way, and I missed the most important thing in my life in a daze.
Even if I didn't brave the rain to give you an umbrella, I had to get wet to live up to my youth.
It's raining again today. I am happy that you are by my side.
It's raining because the sky can't bear its weight, just like shedding tears because the heart can't bear its pain.
I look out through the glass window. It was like a very wide beaded curtain hanging between heaven and earth. The rain fell on the tiles of the roof across the street, splashing like a thin layer of smoke shrouding the roof.
Is the rain sad after a lifetime of hiding from it?
Quiet rainy night, precipitation is a gesture, rainy night always give you full of reverie. The fine rain always gives some yellow memories. Those memories are broken and forgotten in this rainy night.
Countless rain arrows broke the layer of water on the ground, and countless umbrellas immediately opened their arms. Just like that, the refreshing rain and the cool wind danced happily together.
There are swallows in the north forest, and the rain falls on the snow; the north wind is mournful, and it is hard to fly with wings; I want to fold the rain, but I can't help it; the north wind is awe-inspiring, and I will never leave you.
When the gray clouds drifted from the sky, the rain that followed them rustled down from that cloud.
Another rainy day, and I was told I would walk silently through the city with a black guitar on my back.
That night, you held an umbrella for her, but you forgot that I was afraid of the rain too.
I gave all the ground I could, I would, except to let you know my heart cuts like a knife.
Time is no better than a human being, it's fragile, it can't help but disappoint back and forth.
No matter what the wind and rain, no matter whether you cry or laugh, no matter what others say, only you in the eyes.