The fluttering rain is still falling, or the rain in my heart has never stopped. Warm light rain soaked my thoughts, and gentle breeze penetrated my sad mood. The misty rainy night deeply misses a person.
My heart slowly and gently went to that dreamy place, because there are you, your gentleness and smile, where we can stand side by side and hold hands, where we can love each other and enjoy our lives.
It is a beautiful pain and a beautiful mistake to miss you on a rainy night.
Tonight's rain, tonight's me, rain lingering, people lingering, lingering rainy night, wrapped in lingering thoughts.
Missing on a rainy night is a kind of missing waiting to return, and my missing for you is a kind of missing in the foreseeable future. Stopping to have a rest is a beautiful pain in itself, not to mention such a night and such a rain.
Outside the window, the light rain passed through the eaves and fell on the canopy of the small building in front of the house, ticking. . Dull and monotonous; The water on the ground rippled under the light, a puppy screamed in the rain with its mouth open, and the first snow in Dao Lang in 2002 occasionally floated in the distance. . Everything is so disconnected, so independent, so self-indulgent; The old man next door kept coughing in the rain, and the long pipe in his hand kept banging on the ground. . Under the dim street lamp, I looked at the distance, as if there was something on my mind. ..
Through the rain curtain, we can see the prosperity of the distant city, hear the sound of drinking in restaurants and singing in hotels.
How beautiful it is, how painful and hurtful it is. On this rainy night, I think of you again, your past, your present and your accidental meeting with me.
Your acquaintance with me will never take root in my life, let alone bear fruit. You belong to the other side of the mountain, and I belong to the other side of the mountain. There is a big mountain in the middle that neither you nor I can climb. But getting to know each other is enough. Although there are regrets, it is beautiful. Any story with a happy ending is a good story.
With a kind of regret, I miss you on a rainy night. It's painful, but it's beautiful.
Raindrops drop all night,
Sleepless all night.
Keep thinking,
It is difficult to read for a long time.
a dirty night
I silently want to read a book.
You're on one side
Put all your ideas
Read to the rain at night.
It ticked and merged into a stream.
Flowing to you
I waited quietly.
Waiting for it to send back good news.
But when the rain disappeared.
And no good news.
Love is also in silence.
Quietly follow the rain.
2. Rainy night reminds people of Li Shangyin's famous sentence. What famous sentences do you think of on a rainy night? Li Shangyin's Notes to Friends in the North on a Rainy Night? You ask if the return date has not arrived, and it rains at night in the autumn pool. Why * * * want to cut the candle at the west window, but want to talk about the rain at night? It is more important than the white stone of Notre Dame Temple. A spring dream rain often floats tiles, and the spirit wind is dissatisfied with the flag every day .. Remember to ask for the Japanese order for Zizhi, stay in the Rockfall Pavilion, and send a message to Cuizhou, whose bamboo dock has a clear water threshold, and homesickness is separated from the city. In autumn, frost flies late, leaving dry lotus to listen to the rain. I thought about the poem "Baodao", and how many worries I had. My road has been tortuous for many years. Now the yellow leaves have been shaken by the strong wind, but the orchestral and fiddling still make the blue room happy. On the surface, I seem to be happy for the new people, but I am doomed to leave my old friends behind me. I shouted Xinfeng wine from my heart? A short message to Hu Ling Song's secretary Shu has been away from home for a long time, and two carp are far apart by a piece of paper. Don't ask the old guest of Liangyuan, Maoling is as sick as autumn rain. Where did Du Gongbu live after he left home? It's a pity to make the world peaceful. Snow Ridge has not been sent back by the emissary from outer space, and the troops in front of the temple are still stationed in Songzhou. The drunken guests in the seat are too late to wake up, and the river is sunny and rainy. The wine in Chengdu can be sent to the old, but it's still Zhuo Wenjun. On February 2, Jiang Shangxing, the east wind was warm and blowing sheng sounded. Bearded rogue, purple butterfly wasp affectionate. Wan Li recalled his return to Yuanliangjing, engaged in elegant service camp for three years, and the moonlight on your tower was more than five minutes. I cried for your departure forever, but I still couldn't wake up. I tried to read your notes in a hurry, and I found that the ink was too pale, blue burned your candle in its jade lamp, and a sweet breath stole from your hibiscus curtain. But I could not reach the charming mountain, and you were on the other side, 10,000 peaks away. (2) In the misty rain blowing from the east, there was a slight thunder outside the Lotus Pond. The golden toad locks the incense, and the jade tiger pulls back to the well. Jia has few peeping curtains, and my concubine keeps pillows, Wei. Cherry blossoms hang on the Yang 'an River in Yongxiang Lane. The old woman in The Owner marries, but doesn't sell. It's March and a half in the daytime. Princess Liyang is fourteen years old. After sunny and warm, she looks on the same wall. When she came back, the exhibition turned to the fifth viewing, and Stefanie in the beam heard a sigh. Bi Cheng Trilogy (I), Bi Cheng Twelve Drives, Rhinoceros makes the dust cool. There are many books attached to Yuen Long, but there are no trees on the girls' bed. When the stars sink to the bottom of the sea, only the empty bed is against Su Qiu. Under the steps of moss mangroves, the moon is less worried in the rain. Chu Yinshan went upstairs from the palace, and the river flowed through the palace in front of the building. Chu Tianzhi is long, hazy and rainy, and Song Yu has no worries. Galaxy blowing sheng is looking forward to Yusheng blowing, and the building is cold and bright. Another year passed, another dream, and other trees were surprised last night. The moon pavilion is fragrant with rain and the wind is blowing.
Write a composition of about 600 words on the topic of thinking about you on a rainy night. I miss you on a rainy night, watching the little rain curtain floating in my heart. In those transparent artistic conception, it makes me think a lot. I miss you on a rainy night, and I have walked a long way.
In the arms of the weathered earth, I am deeply immersed in my sleepless childlike innocence and a feeling of missing.
Cai, do you remember? With you, I have experienced the feeling of green grass again and again. In the class of study, we pursue each other's knowledge, pin our feelings on colorful mountains and rivers, and release our lovesickness and wishes with deep true love and those subtle feelings.
In the artistic conception of life, there are wild cranes in the clouds.
Catch butterflies and dragonflies in the scenery of life.
You are the one who said to me, "Let those unpleasant things drift away with the wind and rain. Life and friendship are constantly emerging. Remember every flower that once blossomed everywhere, the romantic and beautiful and ugly spring flowers and autumn moon. " Looking back on the past, it is hard to hide the glory and ignorance of the past, and experience the vicissitudes of life and the faint amorous feelings endowed by acacia. "
It's you, following the rainy night I haven't met, silently looking at those big eyes full of wishes, vividly carving a promise in my heart, filling the gap of my youth in the journey of life, joining hands with the post station of my life and accepting the drifting boat I care about emotionally.
It was that rainy night that you quietly led me into your flustered hut, caring for my bleeding heart and wandering fatigue with leisurely affection, caressing my pain, pouring warm feelings, * * * listening to the symphony and listening to the joy and happiness you gave me.
On a rainy night, I sit beside you, as if the spring sunshine is flowing in your heart and mine. The rhythm in your heart is the beautiful spring scenery displayed by your smiling face, and you are immersed in your sweet laughter. Real day, unforgettable time, two tender hearts overlap page by page. ...
Open the doors and windows of the soul and hold a smiling red candle.
I have nothing, and I have a special liking for the love, hate and hatred you gave me.
Maybe more ideas. The eternal lamp in my heart is always flashing in my hut. With the frequent ringing of bells on rainy nights and the dream of * * *, my heart is full of sweet thoughts, and I walked out of the mud and swamp.
Yes, the red umbrella is still there? ! Your dribs and drabs, my heartbeat and your beautiful image are accompanied by my desire. We walked through the spring rain together and walked into the autumn rain together. From immature to mature, I don't know how many joys and sorrows I have experienced.
Rainy nights nourish the heart of love.
Rainy night, I really miss you-
Last night and this morning, I thought of your words, an unshakable friendship, a persistent thousand blessings, and a warm greeting to my missing friends.
No matter how far apart we are, our concern for you will never change.
In this warm season, I give you my sincere wishes and deep thoughts.
I pray for you with all my happiness, hoping you will be safe and happy in this year.
It's late at night! Countless stars light up and write your name in the sky. When the meteor passes by, I can send my thoughts and blessings to you!
The twinkling fluorescence in the starry sky is surrounded by colorful and beautiful dreams. May all your wishes made this year come true in front of your eyes. I wish you a warm and happy holiday!
Rainy night reminds people of Li Shangyin's famous sentence. On a rainy night, what famous sentences do you think of in Li Shangyin's Notes to Northern Friends on a Rainy Night?
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.
Revisit the Temple of Our Lady
The white stone gate of the shrine of the virgin is covered with moss, and it has recovered from the fairyland-like fairyland.
In spring, drizzle is often sprinkled on the hall with green tiles, and the flag in the ancestral hall cannot be moved by the night wind.
Elvhua freely said that she had come to live somewhere, and Tong Jie's family in Dulan Township said that she would leave and come back.
Yulang and the virgin met here and informed the fairy that the virgin wanted to board Zizhi with the fairy.
Stay at the rockfall pavilion and pay tribute to Cui Yonghe and Cui Zhou.
Bamboo dock is clean and clear, and acacia is separated from the city.
Autumn frost flies late, leaving dry lotus to listen to the rain.
wind and rain
Although I have an ambitious heart, and I also have the heroic poem "Bright Sword", it is not the most popular, and I have stayed in this strange place for a long time.
The yellow leaves are withered, the wind and rain are still destroyed, the noble buildings are rich, and the broad masses of people are playing beautiful dances and impatient strings.
New friends are covered with secularism, so old friends are separated by layers.
I shouted for Xinfeng wine from my heart. Melt my holes?
Letter to Secretary Ling Huchong
You are the cloud of Songshan, and I am Qin Chuanshu, who has been away from home for a long time; Thousands of miles away, you sent a letter of sympathy.
Please don't ask me about the joys and sorrows of Lao Liangyuan; I am like a disease in the autumn rain, Sima Xiangru.
Du Gongbu left Zhong Shu.
Where is life, where there is no deviation from friends? In the war years, the short separation also made people say goodbye.
In the distance, the envoys of the distant imperial court have descended from the sky, and the imperial army is stationed in nearby Songzhou.
The drunken guests in my seat invited me to drink, and the bright clouds on the river were mixed with thick black rain clouds, fluctuating like the current social unrest.
Originally, the boss had nothing to do. In Chengdu, wine can also be used to kill his old age, not to mention that a beautiful woman like Zhuo Wenjun became Lu wine.
February 2(nd)
On February 2nd, spring outing to the riverside, the spring breeze and sunny and warm music are melodious.
The stamens are like willow buds and graceful eyes, and the purple bees and butterflies hover, which is more slender.
He has been back to his hometown for three years. He has been in his hometown for three years.
The river on the new beach doesn't understand my mind, and the eaves hit by the wind and rain seem to be very loud.
Four songs without titles
( 1)
You said the meeting was empty talk, after we didn't see its trace; Wake up in the oblique moonlight upstairs and listen to Xiao Zhong Chuming.
The dream in the wound is far from being called; When I woke up, I began to write a letter.
The layering of residual jade is hazy; Musk smoked through the tulle, soft.
But what I can't reach is the magic mountain. You are over there, beyond Wanfeng.
(2)
The wind in the east wind, the rain in the wind, the rain in the wind, the sound of light thunder came from the other side outside the lotus pond.
There is also a locked golden toad incense burner. Cigarettes are elegantly wrapped, like pulleys in a jade pot, and the traction rope is pumped into the well water.
Wang Wei dreamed that she was a beautiful young girl. Wang Wei had a pillow dream and wrote a poem.
Never mind the flowers, even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? .
(4)
Where is mourning Zheng? Sakura Lane hangs on the bank of Yangpan.
Will the old woman in the master get married? It will be March and a half during the day.
Princess Liyang is fourteen years old, and Tomb-Sweeping Day looks at the same wall.
When Fang Zhan turned to the fifth watch, Liang Yanzi heard a sigh.
Bi Cheng's Three Poems (Ⅰ)
When the twelve songs are dry, the rhinoceros turns to dust and the jade turns to cold.
There are many books attached to cranes in Yuen Long, but there are no trees in the girls' beds.
When the stars sink to the bottom of the sea, you can see them from the window. When the rain crosses the river, you can see them from another seat.
If Zhu Xiao is bright and clear, it will be decided. Water tray for planting trees.
Duanju
Books in the distance return to dreams, and only empty beds are Su Qiu's enemies.
Under the steps of moss mangroves, the moon is sad in the rain.
Athena Chu
On the mountain, I left the palace and went upstairs. In front of the building, the river flows by the palace.
Chu Tian Huang Yu, Song Yu has no worries and worries about himself.
Yinhe blowing sheng
Looking forward to the Milky Way blowing jade, cold and bright.
Dream about his death again, don't be scared by the girl last night.
The moon pavilion is fragrant because of the rain, and the residual candle in the wind curtain is self-frosted.
There is no need to make waves. Qin Xiao has his own feelings.