Listen to the sound of rain.

Stop and listen to the sound of rain beating on bananas. It turns out that beauty is not only love, but also the soul.

Thunder and lightning, heavy rain, just like this rainy day sitting in front of the window listening to the rain.

I always feel that rain is silent and has some spirituality. Standing in the rain and listening to the rain, your heart will be baptized by everything in the world. The rumble of thunder tonight, far or near, or out of thin air, gives people a kind of inner trembling and cleaning.

Unconsciously, the long rainy season has quietly arrived. The vast rain and dew moistened the world and my heart. On this sentimental day, let's listen to the rain.

It has been raining for a week. Think about what your mood will be like ... sit down and have a drink slowly, enjoy this quiet environment quietly, listen carefully to the sound of rain and the figures of pedestrians coming and going on the road, and you will find different fun!

I like to lean against the window in the lingering spring rain or rainy summer night, quietly listening to the singing of the sky and listening to a natural voice calmly across my heart.

Listening to the rain outside the window, I remembered when you left me.

Listening to the rain sounds like falling into a dream that I don't want to wake up. Music is like a flowing spring, empty drums and guqin breaking the sound of rain, like a long practice. In the traces of Jin Ge's iron horse, there is water-like tenderness and dreamy voice.

When it rains, I always like to read sad books, copy sad poems, and then open the window to listen to the rain. I am quiet and plain, and I don't feel cold. Maybe the sadness in the bones is not so full. Seeing the children downstairs happily stepping on the rain, they even laugh.

It rained in Beijing today. I swept away last week's high temperature and summer heat, listened to the natural rain in the study, picked up a pen that I hadn't touched for many years, wrote a few words, ate some sushi, drank a few mouthfuls of French powder and wrote a few words.

Put down the pen, quietly listen to the rain outside the window, put pen and ink in the ups and downs, and put your mind in the ups and downs story. After a long silence, I finally have the courage to see the words again at this moment. Still so warm, in such a state of mind, let the flowers of thought bloom on the pure white pages and become the most beautiful mark in my dull time.

I often stand by the window and watch the rain. The most beautiful season is listening to the strings of rain in the early morning of April. A quiet language, a voice that only it and I know.

Stand by and lie at the window, listening to the rain quietly. My heart is lingering with the rain, holding a curtain of loneliness, and tonight I miss you like a dream with a watchful attitude.

The rain in the mountain city is sometimes passionate, sometimes gentle and charming ... This rain belongs to this night and this sultry season! No matter how arrogant the rain is at night, leave at dawn, as if it won't rain all day! Rain in the evening may be the happiest time of the day. It's nice to listen to the rain at home, feel the refreshing wind and sigh!

Follow the footsteps of spring and listen to the sound of spring. You told me the fragrance of flowers. Cotton in the rain is your eternal call to me. Because of your call, how can I not miss you endlessly? ?

It's drizzling, listening to the rain outside the window, and the ticking sound reminds me of that lovely person again.

I like the light rain, listening to the sound of light rain ticking, watching the light rain hit the leaves of magnolia cherry cedar, watching the small water splash on the ground, watching couples snuggle under umbrellas, and watching children running and shouting in the rain. I will look for inspiration for poetry and capture beautiful information. On rainy days, my thoughts will be tender and lingering, and I will tell you quietly, tell you my love and thoughts in my heart, and tell you my vision and expectation for the future.

I listened quietly to the sound of rain rising from the clouds.

Through the curtains at night, I listened to the sound of rain, and gradually understood that it was grief and sympathy for the vast land but sparse grass. I am willing to destroy myself and dedicate the rain to the earth. In the darkness, a great image is vaguely displayed, and I feel sorry for the dedication of rain.

Listening to the flowers, smelling the clear rain, watching the sweetness of my mood and enjoying the sunshine of sunrise, this is the life I want.

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1, haha! Of course it's the rain! Rain "ticks" on the ground, making a pleasant sound. The rain quietly came to the flowers and washed them more luxuriantly.

Look, it is raining again. Rain, like spun silk, is light and thin, and you can't hear the sound of falling, and you can't feel the dripping of fish. I just feel that this is like a kind of moist smoke, which gently moistens the earth and people's hearts. Under the nourishment of spring rain, wheat seedlings grow greener and vegetables and flowers bloom more golden. In a crisscross ditch, the spring water trickles. Young trees and willows spread their branches and leaves in the spring rain, greedily sucking the sweet rain.

3. Naughty raindrops hit the river like steel balls dropped by someone, splashing high; It fell straight like a sieve bean, breaking the mirror-like lake and scaring away the small fish who wanted to jump on the water to watch the rain. Thick raindrops hit people's windows hard.

In an instant, raindrops became a line, and with a bang, heavy rain fell from the sky like the sky collapsed.

5. The sound of rain slows down, and the sound is weak, and it seeps into your heart gently, like the breeze in the ear in warm spring. The tiles seem to be specially designed for rain. They play dutifully, and people who listen to the sound of rain will overflow with endless affection.

6. Listen to the sound of rain, listen to the sound of rain in four seasons, listen to the sound of nature, and listen to the inspiration it gives you in life and the joys and sorrows it conveys.

7. Summer rain, under the dark clouds, long-lasting knots, rumbling thunder, driven by strong winds, the rain is weeping silently, and the countryside is everywhere.

No sooner had I closed the doors and windows than I heard thunder. I hurried to the balcony and saw dark clouds gathering. Big drops of rain fell on the rain on the balcony, making a firecrackers sound like firecrackers.

9. The thunderstorm began to fall. It was so urgent from the beginning, and it became more and more urgent. Even thunder, wind and lightning came. They seem to be saying, "Brother Yu, let's help you." Then there was a strong wind, lightning and thunder. They really had a good time.

10, dark clouds cover the sky, and the eyes are dark. Only when lightning strikes, it attracts a ray of light and sweeps away the dullness brought by darkness. But after the lightning, it was thunder, which seemed to roll over the head and then exploded with a bang. It was so scary. When the lightning flashed, I quickly covered my ears.

1 1, the sound of rain often echoes in my ears. When you are upset, listen to the sound of rain and relieve your troubles; When you are happy, listen to the rain and share happiness; When you are sad, listen to the sound of rain and cry with it.

12, the clouds cleared and the rain stopped. The sun illuminates the earth. When I opened the window, a faint earthy smell came over my face. The air is fresh as if it had been filtered. The willows outside the window are washed away by the rain, spreading their branches and leaves, so beautiful.

13, listen, the rain is falling and the waves are blooming on the window. I lay on the windowsill, listening to the wonderful symphony of Xia Yu. Looking up at the sky, it was gray and covered with dark clouds, and the beautiful face suddenly became dark. Listening to the melodious bell from the bell tower in the distance is intoxicating. However, an ominous premonition echoed in my heart, and today's rain will be fierce.

14, listen, outside the window, it has started to rain in Mao Mao unconsciously, tinkling and playing the dance music belonging to spring, which is soft and full of vitality.

15, the rainstorm is coming! As soon as the wind blows, the rain curtain floats from behind the mountain, instantly turning the world into a vast expanse of whiteness. The rain is getting smaller and smaller, people are laughing and laughing in the rain, and children are squatting by a small puddle like a mirror, smiling at each other with their own shadows, pointing and teasing.

16, the rain is beautiful and crisp. I like listening to and watching the rain. They can always calm people's hearts from irritability.

17, cold air, wet red eyes filled with melancholy, silently listening, the heavy rain outside the window kept falling. There are still traces of you under the umbrella, barely surviving the rain. I don't have more courage to survive this rainy season, how lonely it is under the thin umbrella.

18, the rain hit hard on the reinforced concrete in the distance, and clouds of dust and fog rose, and then were shot down by later raindrops. Looking from a distance, it seems to cover the city with a layer of gauze. However, this kind of natural and fresh gauze is incompatible with reinforced concrete.

19. In summer, rain is indispensable, and it is a thunderstorm. The biggest feature of thunderstorm is that it will be gone in a short time. After the rain, the rainbow hung in the sky. What a beautiful scenery!

20. A string of pearl-like rain drops on the ground, splashing and making a ticking sound. I put my hand out of the window to catch the raindrops. Strange? Why does Xiao Yuzhu play around in my hands? I'm a little confused.

2 1, the congested roads in the city are crowded with people who are busy making a living. They are wearing raincoats of various colors. In the cool rain, they are like chess pieces that can't find their place. On the roof of a gray building, there are several wandering pigeons, full of worries, which are even heavier in the rain.

On the 22nd, the rain suddenly started, and the voice was generous and agitated, such as a hundred horses, such as Ma Benteng.

23. The wind roared and the rain began to rain again, and it was getting bigger and bigger. Thunder rumbled by ... raindrops rolled around like beads. On the calm water, there are waves. Heaven is connected with water, and water is connected with heaven.

24. Sure enough, as I expected, thunder rumbled and it rained harder and harder, and people spread their umbrellas in succession, which were as colorful as mushrooms. Raindrops pattered on people's umbrellas. Pedestrians without umbrellas jumped up with their heads in their arms, and cars flew by, splashing a series of cool water.

25. Can you hear the sound of rain cutting spring leeks? Is the rain ringing, or is it the high-pitched spring leek that makes a happy growth song? However, the ups and downs of life add a lot of emotions to the poet.

26, the rain is still falling, rustling, this is it playing. It played the music of the city, filled the rivers, played the joy of people and played a brilliant tomorrow!

27. Suddenly, I don't know where the light flashed for a while, and then a flash of lightning pierced the sky and whipped the earth like a whip. The sky seems to be split in half by a sword. "Bang-",a loud noise was deafening, and the earth almost exploded into a big hole. At the same time, raindrops as big as beans began to fall from the sky. It's getting bigger and bigger and more urgent. At first, it was "dadada", gradually turned into "rustling sand" and finally became "rushing", which appeared in front of my eyes like water curtain cave in Journey to the West. The earth is a watery world.

28, listen, what a wonderful word, listening to the rain, there is also a different artistic conception.

29. The patter of rain purifies people's hearts. The ups and downs of life's journey, ups and downs, people's praise and criticism will gradually fade away in the intermittent rain, and tomorrow after baptism will be full of vitality.

30. The thunderstorm began to fall. It was so urgent from the beginning, and it became more and more urgent. Even thunder, wind and lightning came. They seem to be saying, "Brother Yu, let's help you." Then there was a strong wind, lightning and thunder. They really had a good time.

3 1, the sound of raindrops hitting the window woke me up from my dream. The long-lost rain sounds like nature, which makes my heart beat. The fine sound of rain aroused my infinite reverie.

32. It is raining in Mao Mao outside the window. Just like a little dance music, I can't help being fascinated by the world outside the window.

33. Rain falls from the air to every corner. Raindrops are like crystal clear pearls, very beautiful. Raindrops fall from eaves, walls and leaves, just like broken beads, and finally connect together to form a water column.

34. Rain is weak and the lightest thing in the world. It can't knock down heavy reinforced concrete buildings. And the tile house, with raindrops on it, jingled and immediately made a pleasant sound.

35. I savored the sound of rain, and I really felt like "sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently". I don't know how many poets have sung in this rain. I just hope that the green leaves will be greener tomorrow morning and the water drops will roll on them.

36. Tonight's night is a different story. It is raining. I took off my headphones and listened to the rain like the music of nature.

37. Like a fairy, the spring rain flies lightly to the earth and floats gently. "sand!" Sarah "wakes up all sleeping things with her gentle voice and nourishes their bodies." Spring rain is a warm greeting.

38. Tick-tock, tick-tock, hey, what's that noise? Like the silence of a bamboo flute, and like a ditty played by a small drum. Walking into the front line, it was the sound of rain dripping in a small puddle, and the little guys rippling in circles were greeting everyone with a smile. Very interesting, very interesting, making people laugh.

I hid in my "water curtain cave" and the water poured down like a waterfall. There are several small holes in the cave, and the rain flows into the hole, tinkling, tinkling, like rain playing. Beautiful, beautiful, charming.

40. Summer rain is the most * *. Rain hits the eaves, and the glass makes a "Hua La" sound, which makes people feel that Yu Xia is like a crazy bee, constantly chirping. It's hard to be hit in the face by summer rain. It hurts like a small stone in the face.

4 1, listening to the rain tapping on the window lattice, crisp and pleasant, sometimes slow, sometimes urgent, sometimes deep, sometimes high, sometimes far, sometimes close, like playing the pipa, like jumping out of the blue, and like pouring pearls of all sizes into a plate of jade.

42. In summer, it rained. The raindrops in the sky fell straight like sifting beans, breaking the mirror-like lake and scaring away the small fish who wanted to jump on the water to see the rain scene.

43. Every time I listen to the rain, my mood is unusually calm, and there is a trace of sadness in that calm. Listening to the voice given by God, I am passionate, chic, crisp and wild. Falling alone, no dragonfly dance, no wind guidance. Clean the dirty world, clean the dusty mind.

44. I didn't know that when I died, it was so bleak to stare at the sky, and the groans of snowbirds swept away obliquely. I saw your face floating in the light blue sky, and the heavy rain wet your hair, so I smiled, because I saw you, as happy as a child.

45. The rain didn't mean to decrease, on the contrary, it intensified. Raindrops gradually return to the waterfall and pour down, and the sound is high and undulating. A megaphone is invisibly produced between heaven and earth, which amplifies the sound and makes the sound waves expand and grow. The sound hits your eardrum, and the music is constantly, sometimes high, sometimes low, sometimes vigorous, sometimes crisp, and constantly alternating, playing the rainy season.

46. At first, the rain fell like broken beads. Soon, a huge bead curtain hung between heaven and earth. Lightning tore the sky, thunder shook the earth, rain poured down like a washbasin, and the yard soon became a small dam.

47. The rain is getting heavier and heavier. I looked at the "pearl" on the eaves of the broken window and couldn't help opening the window. What comes to my face is the slow spring breeze, which suddenly makes people feel refreshed. A few drops of rain fell on my cheeks, cool and comfortable, bringing a fresh earthy smell, and I was instantly intoxicated by this natural wine.

48. The rain broke the silence in our classroom and turned our thinking of class to the downpour outside the window. By the time school was over, the rain didn't seem to have finished venting. He is still crying there, leaving us "soaked" to ease his inner anger. On the way, the heavy rain soaked our whole body, because he thought it would make us feel happy!

49. Tick-tock, the sound of this wet sky is like Nana's moonlight, more like condensed milk of pearls. Slip from Minglai to the heart and moisturize 3600 pores.

50. This is the sound of rain. After listening to the sounds of nature brought by these gods, you will have the purest and most beautiful mind.

5 1, I don't know when it began to rain outside the window. It was a fine spring rain that woke everything up. It is too small. If you don't pay attention, you won't find the rain falling slowly and obliquely. The breeze in the rain has a slight smell of earth and grass. Yes, this rain has brought spring.

52. It doesn't rain that hard, but sometimes it's in a hurry. The sound of rain in this silence is not sound, but a string here and a string there, which looks very fragmented. The raindrop dripped gently and skillfully on the ground and landed in the pond, silently. Occasionally, a few drops happened to fall on the tin Russia in the carport or something under the eaves, and the sound of "banging" was particularly eye-catching and spread in all directions. If you listen carefully, you can hear some faint but clear echoes.

53. The wind is blowing and it is raining. A closer look reveals that there is not even a single person in the street. All the water was wasted and turned into a flowing river, and countless splashes rushed to open. From a distance, buildings and trees are blurred.

54. Suddenly a north wind blew, and a dark cloud rose from the northern horizon, mixed with lightning and thunder. In a flash, the wind blew hard and dark clouds filled the sky. Then rain as big as peas fell from the sky and the window rang. Another thunderbolt was deafening. In an instant, the raindrops were connected in a line, and with a bang, heavy rain fell from the sky like the sky fell.

55, the summer rain, suddenly, suddenly rested, like a dream, took care of people's hopes, stopped for a while at first, rekindled the fire of hope. So, in the hope, disappointment, joy and curse, the rain came and went, and it came and went.

56. Naughty raindrops hit the river like steel balls dropped by someone, splashing high; Thick raindrops hit people's windows hard.

57. Baba, Baba. Bean-sized raindrops are scattered, neither slow nor slow, knocking on the rain on the balcony in an orderly manner, which seems to be very leisurely. Naughty raindrops hit the river like steel balls thrown by someone, splashing high.

58. I like listening. I like listening to the rain that belongs only to nature. The feeling of being integrated with nature is unforgettable. Perhaps the wonderful moment is always short-lived, but as long as I have it, I will never regret it.

Sentences describing the sound of rain

The rain in March, like countless little hands, struck the keys of the leaves in the forest and played a hymn of spring.

Rain and fog, sprinkled on bamboo leaves, rustle, like a girl stroking strings, like a spring silkworm swallowing mulberry leaves.

Tintin's rainy winter night rang the gong of spring ploughing and the drum of sowing.

Rain spouted into my heart.

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The rain is urgent and urgent.

Summer rain panting, swish, swish, swish, more and more big, clear, hit the floor.

Such a subtle and dense rain sound, like a thought in people's hearts, is quite elusive. The sound of rain is extremely soft and full, like a wave reflected by moonlight, sparkling, sparkling and crystal clear as snow. The sound of rain, the most elegant is Evian Zhang Wei's song eyebrow, which is twisted, charming and moving, pretending to be half-hidden. The sound of rain seems thin and light, just like stagnant milk smoke, which wants to stop and move, float and float, and spread indefinitely. It is a very warm candlelight, and the night wind slows down in time, and the flames, lips, cores and tongues are slowly shaking.

Tick-tock, the sound of wet sky is like Nana's moonlight, more like condensed milk of pearls. Slip from Minglai to the heart and moisturize 3600 pores.

Rain in spring is the softest. If the spring rain comes, try to let it wipe your face. That kind of feeling is very gentle, just like mom touching your face gently, which is very comfortable.

When the rain is sudden, the sound is generous and violent, just like hundreds of horses singing together, Malik gallops.

As the rain slows down, the sound becomes weaker and seeps into your heart gently, like the breeze in your ear in warm spring. These tiles seem to be specially laid for rain. They play dutifully, and the hearts of those who listen to the rain will overflow with endless affection.

Rain is weak and the lightest thing in the world. It can't knock down heavy reinforced concrete buildings. And the tile house, with raindrops on it, jingled and immediately made a pleasant sound.

Sentences about the sound of rain

1, quietly, I sat at the table and stared at the rain; Listen to this heartbeat; Condense this yearning ... let this unforgettable feeling go deep into the rhythmic life, then melt into every drop of rain and fill your corner; Into a trickle, soaking every inch of land you have stepped on.

2. Heaven and earth, it rains. Manzhu is red everywhere, and the running water forgets Sichuan.

It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.

4, rain or shine, everything is reincarnation, and the rain in the world is also a kind of everything! Then, it won't disappear, at least in the time and space where the earth exists, it can't disappear; Therefore, it is doomed that my yearning for you will not disappear, at least in my life!

I didn't know that when I died, staring at the sky was so bleak, and the groans of snowbirds swept away obliquely. I saw your face floating in the light blue sky, and the heavy rain wet your hair, so I smiled, because I saw you, as happy as a child.

6. Rain is lonely, lonely and confused.

7. People in twos and threes on the road are walking briskly with umbrellas, and their wandering eyes don't understand my sadness. My sadness is a person's sadness. I just want to walk alone in the rain. I don't want them to know my sadness. Raindrops slide down my hair and across my eyes like tears.

8. Rain is the sad tears of clouds. When the clouds are overcast, my heart is always lonely, and I shed a burst of heart rain.

9. It is raining in Mao Mao. I don't know if it's too sad. Even god couldn't help crying.

10, rain was once used by poets to make sad poems, and every word revealed the sadness of rain. But who can really understand the true sadness of rain?

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12, counting the fallen leaves in front of the door, listening to the rain outside the window, the sound of wading sounded at this time. Do you still have your heart wet with rain?

13, drizzling, walking in the street with an oil-paper umbrella in hand, petals falling in the wind floating on your shoulders, are you calling me softly when you leave?

14, the sadness of rain filled the whole city, and I was lost before I saw it clearly.

15, the air soaked by rain is tired and sad, and the fairy tales in memory have slowly melted.

16, rain, still raining; I still miss you. Until the day when it stops raining in the world, I no longer love you like rain. ...

17, the rain at night turned the sky blue. Some people can create surprises without gestures.

18, some people say that people's thoughts will float in the air with the wind, because the backlog is too long and thick, and finally it rains. In fact, rain is missing.

19, the rain is still slowly falling. In the misty rain, I seem to see the beautiful figure of the girl in front again. However, I always can't catch up.

20, watching the spring flowers gradually fall, it is the time when the beauty dies of old age.

2 1. Listen, it's raining. How many truths are there in the world? Smell, the rain is full of bleak scenes, the human feelings are still there, the rain sighs, where is the human feelings? Thought, a lover * * * Shang Chanjuan.

22. In the elegy of rain, her color faded, her fragrance dispersed, even her sighing eyes and the melancholy of lilacs.

23, the rain is still falling, naked conveyed my sadness, I am sad, and the rain outside the window is also sad. Looking at the vague city and cleaning the windows, there is still no clarity. Will my life be confused by the sadness of rain like this city?

24. The rain outside the window, like a stream in a mountain stream, falls from the eaves. When the wind blows, it will float into a few drops and fall on me. I don't want to close the window, because I want to feel the erosion of rain, I want to feel the same thoughts as rain …

25, this time I leave you, it is wind, rain, night; You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends.

I can't see the rainbow after the storm.

27. When you miss the rain, it is when your worries and sorrows pile up very heavily. You are like a seedling eager for rain.

28. The rain is so beautiful that it makes people cry. Does the departure of the rain also mean that we should end!

29. The rain outside the window has stopped, and so has the rain in my heart. Once upon a time, I was still sighing for my disappointment. Once upon a time, I was still reflecting on the mediocrity at that time. Once upon a time, I was so indifferent in front of dedication.

30. The sadness of rain lies in the thoughts I miss in the rain.

3 1. Listening to the rain sounds like falling into a dream that I don't want to wake up. Music is like a flowing spring, empty drums and guqin breaking the sound of rain, like a long practice. In the traces of Jin Ge's iron horse, there happens to be a dreamy voice like water and tenderness.

32. Listen to the sound of raindrops drop by drop. Your breath seeps into my love like raindrops.

33. But now that I think of that night and that storm, I don't know how many flowers were folded.

34. The rain is heartbreaking, the wind is crying, the dream is lingering, and love is far away.