2, March rain, pattering, moisturizing the thirsty lips of the trees; March breeze, gently and softly, blowing the dry face of the earth; March sunshine, warm and warm, stretching the waist of the seedlings in the field.
3, the paintbrush bird in the spring rain gently singing, as if she also like the rain in March.
4, March in the rain, no winter rain cold, not to mention the bleak fall rain, no summer storm, only pattering, cool cool brake is a lovely rain, so that you can not forget to see, and will fall in love at first sight.
5, I heard you there rain, think of the rain in March, pattering, pattering, pattering, pattering, pattering, pattering, pattering, pattering, pattering, pattering, pattering.
6, March rain, fine, small. It fell in the small ditch in front of the door, splashing flowers; it fell from the eaves, like a broken pearl, flying around.
7, a little rain in March, at this moment I miss you, the breeze and rain where to go, to bring my thoughts to you, nothing else to give you, only one I love you, if I see you now, I must hold you tightly!
8, West Lake beautiful March days, spring rain like wine willow like smoke. The reason for this is that we have a chance to meet each other, and it's hard to hold hands without a chance to meet each other. If the millennium has been created, the white head of the same heart in front of me.
9, March rain, gently and softly like a lover's whispers, mellow sweet; and like a shallow stream, slowly flowing into the heart, moisturizing the heart of the field has been dry for a long time.
10, the temperature in early March is still cool, cool condensation in the rain, weaving a hazy ink painting.
11, the rain pattered, drenched this March day. It's been a long time since I've seen such a rain, soft and lingering, as your gaze, gently brushed my lonely shoulders. Smell a piece of paper, stand in front of the window, to friends said: good morning!
12, the day is March 3, outside the rain pattering, a spring rain a warm, ten spring rain wear singlet!
13, March's worry is certainly inseparable from the March rain, rain, give worry a medium!
14, spring in March, the rain, a little sunshine warmed the grass just woke up, one by one out of their own little head singing the song of spring.
15, March rain, such as smoke, such as silk, such as fog, such as a dream. Bathed in March rain, let a person from the bones of a tenderness, can not be said.
16, hello, March! It is you holding spring and return, will bring the cool spring rain, a red paper, a book of wind and rain, a thousand words cut into a picture of Yan to cloud. So, in the warm wind intoxicating time, with ten miles of flowers, blooming to the blossom.
17, spring in March, a drizzle, willow sucking the manna of spring, from the long dark green willow draw tender yellowish buds. From a distance, the willow tree is like a young girl, her long hair hanging low, in the breeze, swaying with the wind.
18, March to good spring, you come to me to plant trees busy. All the people mobilized a good scene, planted youth and dreams. Bathe in rain and sunshine, watering blood and strength. The trees are said to contain hope, and will grow up to be pillars in the future. The day of the Arbor Day is here, let's go planting trees together.
19, March, spring is thick; at the bottom of the dream, memory, the moon under the stars can not see the four seasons, remember last year at this time? At that time the flowers bloomed, when the butterflies flew. The night came, remember me? The rain is flying, and who else does not return?
20, Jiangnan March fireworks smile, the left side of the fence to look for you, the rain is nowhere to be seen, the sound is very few, the thoughts of an empty one, the flute sound cold. The window shadow remains. The sound of the paddles in the smoke, where is Jiangnan.
21, youth, such as spring rain in March, we get moisturized in the spring rain.
22, if you are a small river, affection is the sea, for you to always open the bosom of that tolerance. Affection is a gentle rain in March, moisturizing your heart;
23, a spring rain, flowing in the lintel of March. It lingers on the lips of the flower bones and falls in the autumn waves of the maiden. Swaying spring posture, brimming a bay of turquoise spring water.
24, fireworks in March, after the spring rains, assassin flowers will quietly bloom, rain and fog in the fresh breath of more than a fiery passion.
25, Hello March! Yesterday's sky is still cloudless, today's day just dawn, a spring rain side rustling down, the hidden, about to squat the cold flow will wait for the opportunity to turn into a gust of cold wind, three steps also do not turn back to the earth to attack.
26, March came to the Qingming, peach red willow green grass green; Qingming Festival rain, the road pedestrians want to break their souls, to ask where the happiness, cheerful and positive understand cherish. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
27, March is the Qingming, a rain to a wind.
28, miss the spring of Jiangnan, silk curl, filled with rain in March, dashing spring rain, so that the thousand-year-old town as if all in the fog woven into the dream, like the rain and misty ink scrolls, people at a glance, but also overflowing with a strong flavor.
29, I like the March drizzle, March drizzle gives a person a warm feeling, March drizzle gives a person a warm enjoyment.
30, March rain, like a sentimental maiden, gentle and soft, can never afford to lose their temper; and like a half-covered lute female, delicate and shy, infinite lingering, infinite fondness.
31, year after year in March, everywhere since the melodious. The rain is all over the place, and the wind is particularly wild. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it.
32, March, should be the season of spring flowers, should be the breeze and rain, the season of life. But this year is not, my memory is only the stingy rain and angry wind in March.
33, January you have not appeared, February you sleep next door, March rain, April rose everywhere. March said goodbye, April said hello.
34, March, the south wind blowing, swallows return, hundreds of flowers sprouting, the river is beginning to warm up, the silk rain, spring warm and soft, in the unseen place, the green leaves quietly bloom, crystal clear. In the loving spring light, the young man is dressed like snow, elegant and gentle. All the beauty in the light of day will come as expected.
35, March rain like countless small hands, playing in the forest leaves on the keys, played a song of spring hymn.
36, March rain and smoke weave a fresh and soft verse, willow green, lake water, whose piccolo, penetrating a curtain of rain and smoke, who met with who, and reincarnated in the dream of early spring in Jiangnan.
37, fine rain like silk, a cherry tree greedily sucked the manna of spring, laughing in the rain mist. In March, the cherry tree is full of tender buds, one by one are budding, the wind blew, it shook to and fro. It looks so cute!
38, February's spring wind March's rain, lonely heart like an island, a person wandering in the once sad place.
39, the fickle you can be March rain, June thunder, September wind, December snow, and so you are my only faith.
40, the rain in March, she ignored a detail, she is silent, but in people's hearts left a faint sadness.
41, human March spring is warm, peach blossom red cauliflower yellow. The warblers are singing and dancing in the spring, and the rain is soft and the wind is fragrant.
42, miss the spring of Jiangnan, like the gentle March wind, like the spring branches of the smear of yellow, like holding an oil-paper umbrella, walking in the spring rain poetry, more like the sunshine under my bright smile.
43, like you, warm words and soft words, like the rain in March.
44, spring in March, should be the spring flowers, everything grows in the season. And here and now this situation, I want to recite a poem, this rain is endless carry on.
45, March rain, flying with a faint sadness, inexplicable melancholy, a wisp of a wisp, such as the thoughts of the heart, intertwined and entwined into a soft rainy season.
46, March, spring, almost gone, summer, to come to the time, the spring girl before the lightning sister, rain sister and thunder Gong Gong call, wake up hibernating animals. The sound of the falling rain is like a beautiful song.
47, spring and March rain fine, dense, like cattle hair, last time to find dandelions is difficult to find, but after a spring rain, dandelions have a lot of have poked their heads out.
48, March, beautiful in the drizzle, it is raining, slanting drizzle covers the whole spring. Lift your head, let the raindrops kiss on your face and lips and eyebrows, wash away the winter's fatigue and dust, and make your youth dashing up again.
49, March rain, is the beginning of spring. It makes the seeds germinate; it awakens the hibernating animals; it makes the shoots break through the ground.
50, early spring in March, who can expect today's sunshine, tomorrow and a burst of spring rain a wind.
51, March trekking wind and rain, sound sleep, grass and trees long March days, spring flowers, everything is revived!
52, March rain, expensive as oil; April rain, good move hoe.
53, March, I can think of the most romantic thing is to accompany you to see the cherry blossom rain.
54, the rainy night, is can be lonely can be romantic; March did not come, the rain came, a lot of good things waiting for us.
55, spring March, sleeping a winter of silver pear tree was woken up by the silver silk-like rain.
56, March rainy days. The coldness of the bones.
57, affection, is the March rain sandwiched between the warmth. Corridor next to a row of willow trees flooded with light green, in the branches of the green leaves quietly probe the head, such as affection in the heart of the sprout.
58, time such as running water silently, as in March, the rain moisturizes the earth, through March, ushered in April, the branches of the trees, has been green, flowers blossom, birds sing, the most beautiful April good scenery.
59, March, the season of hope. The field is the home of spring, spring light, spring rain, spring wind. Being the earth into the arms, and hard work hand in hand, brewing into expectation. Smile, harvest happiness.
60, March light footsteps, in the soft rain through, in the full smile, willow green, grass gradually Yin. In the melody of spring, like a fair lady, wanting to talk but also shy, delicate dance, soft breath, bring us a tender green hazy reverie.