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Rain is lonely, lonely and confused.

1. Rain is persistent and lingering. I like the thoughts floating in the rain, the breath filled in the rain, the faint affection in the rain, and listening to the sound of rain thinking about you.

Second, sunny day? I like rainy days! Sunny days are common, rainy days are rare and charming! Every appearance is ever changing! And my heart is like this! !

Third, the rain splashed clothes, caressed the face, and stood alone on the top of the mountain. Why don't you know that you shed a thousand tears, or tears or rain, and you don't care. You just want to be far away and hear his heart.

In the rainy season of the year, the rain is the warmest. Spring rain falls, just like countless thin silver threads, with the slight chill left over from winter and the good news of spring, gently falls with a smile, washing away the traces left over from winter and welcoming spring.

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

6. True happiness lies not in owning a mansion or compound, nor in owning much property. As long as you have a heart that is always open and does not need to be locked, even in poor days, it will exude a true and mellow fragrance.

Seven, dark clouds squeeze the sky, covering up the scarlet just now, as if to collapse, as if the whole world is silent. The cold wind shuttled rapidly, leaving people exclaiming. The delicate flowers and grass have been trembling and kneeling on the ground. It is the coming rain that casts a shadow in front of it! Sentences describing rainy days

Eight, three cups and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him, coming late? Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.

Nine, spring rain, the baptism brought by spring guests. I walk in this beautiful spring rain, enjoying the comfort and security brought by the spring rain. The rain gradually soaked my hair and face, and I couldn't help sticking out my tongue. I felt the moist spring rain with the tip of my tongue, greasy and sweet. After the earth is moistened and baptized by the spring rain, the whole world will become full of vitality.

Ten, the wind with rain star, as if looking for something on the ground, bump east and west. No sooner had the pedestrians on the road found shelter than it began to rain. It's raining harder and harder, and soon it's like a downpour. Look at the rain in the sky, it's really like a waterfall! A gust of wind blows, and the rain as dense as a waterfall is blown like smoke, fog and dust.

Eleven, cloudy, there is always a sense of loss, sinking mood. Rain, like silver-gray sticky spider silk, weaves a soft web and nets the whole autumn world.

Twelve, drizzle, rustling underground, like a transparent silver needle, falling from the sky, decorating the valley of Qian Shan, and like bright pearls, falling in succession, inlaid with green fields.

Thirteen, the air soaked by rain, tired and sad, the fairy tale in memory has slowly melted.

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

Fifteen, flowers bloom and fall, flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.

Sixteen, some people meet like a meteor, and instantly produce an enviable spark, but they are destined to rush by.

Seventeen, rainy days match my mood, and tears fall low. Will it be a rainbow after rain or will it still usher in a storm? Colorful rainbows are beautiful, but rainy days are bouts of sadness.

Eighteen, Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green.

19. It is raining in Mao Mao outside the window, and the raindrops seem to be accompanied by a small dance music. I can't help being tempted by the world outside the window.

20. Why is Luo Chen the next rainy day? On a rainy day. I will always miss you, is it because I am too attached to everything about you? On the next rainy day. Still miss it. On that rainy day, you said you didn't need an umbrella anymore. On the next rainy day, we can't miss each other and meet again.

Heavy rain is like crying on a child's face when he speaks, and smiling when he smiles. It stopped when it didn't rain, the air was particularly fresh, the leaves became greener, and a rainbow appeared in the blue sky in the distance, like a giant arch bridge across the sky. It is very cool when it is windy.

Twenty-two, in the elegy of the rain, her color disappeared, her fragrance dispersed, and even her sighing eyes and the melancholy of lilacs.

23. When fireworks fly, flames fall into the sea. Forgetting, like memories, is the best memorial to each other. Love is never a destination. This is not our salvation.

Twenty-four, finally covered the world for the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. After the glory of China, it was just a scene, and the mountains and rivers were silent forever.

Twenty-five, the rain is lonely, lonely and confused.

Rain is lonely, lonely and confused.

First, it's raining in Mao Mao. When I looked up, I saw the rain rays under the street lamp, closely intertwined and falling gently, more like water mist, and suddenly my face felt cool and comfortable.

Second, the sadness of the rain filled the whole city, and it was too late to see it clearly.

Three, these days, Xiao Yu, answer and answer, always intermittent, like a cheerful song through time. And those scattered times, like raindrops dripping in my heart like water, are so warm.

4. Raindrops scattered under cherry trees and magnolia trees gently hit the grass on the ground. Slightly passing through the grass, but silently immersed in the land. Perhaps, the light rain belongs to it. Although it floats all over the sky, it will eventually embrace the earth. Perhaps, Xiaoyu is perfect, Xiaoyu is affectionate, because there are people who miss you in the distance.

The wind suddenly becomes chilly, and I want to break my thick collar. When it rains, it is big and small, knocking on the Baise umbrella of passers-by, making people tick.

6. On campus, it is drizzling and cool!

7. 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 and miss it as much as rain.

Eight, I like light rain, listening to the sound of light rain ticking, watching light rain hit the leaves of Magnolia grandiflora, cherry blossoms and cedar, watching 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. I will also tell you quietly, tell you my love and yearning in my heart, and tell you my longing and expectation for the future.

9. Speaking of rainy season, a huge transparent bead curtain hangs in the dark, hazy, like a rising smoke. I am used to walking in the rain, and the comfort in the light rain makes me feel very comfortable. I walked along the path with a small umbrella, not afraid of the light rain getting wet on my coat, but I felt the cool rain, so clear and deep! Clear as an infinitely transparent palace, it deeply rubbed into my heart.

X. Rain is lonely, lonely and confused.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew and shook the leaves, just like a symphony of the wind. However, the good times did not last long. Just listen to tick-tock, tick-tock, and a few drops of rain fall on the ground. Rain, coming quietly, brings a touch of freshness, gentleness and mystery.

Twelve, the rain is still falling; I still miss you. I stopped loving you like rain until the day when it stopped raining in the world.

Thirteen, the air soaked by rain, tired and sad, the fairy tale in memory has slowly melted.

The rain in the sky keeps falling, and the city is surrounded by gentle rain, just like a beautiful tulle.

15. Rain is a sad tear of the cloud. When the clouds are gathering, my heart is always lonely, and it is a burst of heart rain.

Sixteen, listening to the rain, 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 a dreamy sound like water and tenderness.

17. At night, the light rain sounds like a big rain, from dribs and drabs to dribs and drabs. It's cool, really.

Eighteen, there is no Schubert serenade, no Beethoven symphony exultation, it just falls from the sky in detail and gorgeous. Selflessness permeates indifference, enthusiasm permeates wetness, delicacy permeates warmth, and gentleness swings in delicacy. This is a light rain.

Nineteen, Mao Mao rain, Mao Mao rain. Light rain, quiet and simple mountain spring, with continuous poetry; The light rain in the sky is not gloomy and sad, but fresh and green.

Twenty, pedestrians in twos and threes on the road walked quickly with umbrellas, and their wandering eyes did not 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.

Rain has always been used by poets to make sad poems, and every word reveals the sadness of rain. But who can really understand the true sadness of rain?

Twenty-two, oh, light rain, I can't remember how many times, I stood in the light rain, listening to the gentle and blurred rain, watching the hookah holding everything, intoxicated in this misty rain. The beauty of rain and the joy of walking alone touched my endless thoughts until the surprised eyes of passers-by and the cautious words of my mother woke me up. However, when I wake up, it is still a soft light rain, but there are many colorful flowers in the rain, which are fluttering umbrellas and people in the rain.

Twenty-three, light rain drops on green trees, trees are greener, light rain drops on grass, grass is fresher, light rain drops on flowers, and flowers are more colorful. Small raindrops come into this world, and the world is more noisy. It brings fresh air and makes the world full of vitality.

Twenty-four, a night of light rain, pattering, there is no wind, light rain is quietly falling, as if afraid to wake the sleeping people, showing concern bit by bit, bringing a little coolness to this hot summer, watering the fruit trees and crops. How much do you think this light rain should be worth? !

Twenty-five, when I miss the rain, it is when I am extremely sad, and my mood is like a thirsty seedling looking forward to the rain.

The rain stopped and everything became so fresh. The sun came out, and the sun shone on the small raindrops, which was purer. The sun shines on the flowers, and the flowers are more colorful. The sun shines on the grass, and the grass should be crisp and tender.

Twenty-seven, meticulous light rain, lingering light rain. It is a thin finger, a flower needle, and a thin thread, which is densely woven obliquely, like the ambiguous feelings of love, flowing with the charm of Tang poetry and Song poetry, washing Jiangnan into a beautiful spring.

28, quietly, I sat at the table, staring at the rain; Listen to this heartbeat; Condensed with this yearning, this unforgettable feeling is deeply rooted in the rhythmic life, and then melts into every drop of rain, which fills every corner of you; Into a trickle, soaking every inch of land you have stepped on.

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

Thirty years old, I always like to tilt my neck, sing songs and taste the thin rain. The yuhua district lies flat on the gravel road, which is beautiful. It contains joy, merges into a clear stream, nourishes the earth, and in a soft and quiet place, there are leisurely feelings flowing slightly.

Thirty-one, the little raindrops are singing and dancing, falling from the air to the eaves, turning gently, drawing a beautiful arc, falling to the ground and instantly disappearing into the gurgling water.

Thirty-two, the rain outside the window stopped, and the rain in my heart stopped. 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.

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

34. Raindrops jump naughtily on my umbrella, so lively. On the street, the reflection of traffic is like showing a movie on the concrete road! Colorful umbrellas have sprung up in the market, some striding, some leisurely, and some piled up in twos and threes for discussion. ......

Thirty-five, when it rains again, one year has passed, and you and I have become strangers. Looking at the rain outside the window, I think of you and me, once so familiar but so far away.

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

Thirty-seven, the rain is still falling, conveying my sadness naked. I am sad, and so is the rain outside the window. 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?

Thirty-eight, the light rain outside the window is falling, falling, falling ......, constantly beating the flawless white window, like a broken pearl and a transparent crystal ball.

Loneliness is relative, and loneliness is absolute.

I can tell you that you are my only obsession, now and in the future.

Whether you are stupid or not depends on whether you can play dumb.

Take courage to lower your head and raise your head confidently.

Laughter does not always mean happiness, just as tears do not always mean sadness.

You said that no matter what I became, you would never leave me, so I took off my mask and watched you escape.

There is no absolute happiness in the world, only a heart that refuses happiness.

There is no second time. Once lost, it means lost forever.

People never know who inadvertently said goodbye to you and then really disappeared.

Don't easily open the wound to irrelevant people, because others are watching, but they are hurting themselves.

The most painful thing is to smile and not let the tears fall.

There are always some people who were just passers-by in life, but later they became frequent visitors to memory.

You can give up anyone, but never give up on yourself.

Don't fall into a relationship, remember: there is love besides teeth.

Looking at the distance from a distance, the scenery is charming, and walking into the scenery is actually a scenery, in the scenery.

Go out for a walk, don't let bad emotions confuse the world and panic your heart.

There will always be a train that will take you away. But not necessarily where you want to go.

When you really believe that everything will be fine, everything will be really fine.

I still love you, but I miss being together.

True love needs to wait Everyone can say that they love you, but not everyone can wait for you.

The greatest happiness of a woman is to meet such a man who tries his best to make you happy.

If a woman really loves you, she will be angry with you for many things, but she will always stick to you.

Holding hands is a very sad process, because after holding hands, you let go.

Because I have loved, I am kind; Because you know, you are tolerant.

The greatest happiness in life is to find that the person you love just loves you.

Many people don't need to meet again, because they are just passing by. Forgetting is the best memory we give each other.

In fact, life is very simple. Fight for what you like, cherish what you get and forget what you lose.

Life is a mirror. When you smile, it smiles back. You cry, and he cries.

In the next life, I want to be a fish, with only three seconds of memory, and I can't remember sad things.

Time can prove everything, time can dilute everything.

Learn from the best others and be the best yourself.

It doesn't matter who you are, but who you are with.

Youth is a beautiful and gorgeous poem.

Loneliness is relative, and loneliness is absolute.

I'm afraid that as soon as I graduate, there will be fewer crazy people around me who can make me laugh.

I don't know if I can meet you in my next life, so I will work so hard to give you the best.

Youth is a heavy rain. Even if you catch a cold, you still hope to catch it again in the future.

Love is not a vigorous oath, but a dull companionship.

Fortunately, time is kind, and we can still have memories.

There is a person who likes it very much, but can only be friends.

Alone, on the road, go, stop, stop, go. What you see, what you can't see, and what you can't reach.

A wonderful feeling is that a stranger has suddenly become your whole world.

Women are like flowers, even if they can't bloom beautifully, they must learn to wither gracefully.

I want to hold your hand, from the heart to the ancient.

Emotional things are often unclear, not that you don't want to love, not that you don't love, but that love is also a kind of harm.

I once passed by your heart, not because I didn't want to stay, but because you refused to take me in.

If love never comes, if dreams never break, if my heart never hurts, then I am still the person you know.

Ability lies not in what you have, but in what you can give.

Lonely talk: loneliness means that no one is with you, and loneliness means that no one understands you.

1. Nobody likes loneliness, but is fed up with disappointment.

I'm lonely, but I say it's nice to be alone.

Loneliness is not doing something without company, but doing something without understanding.

4. I am lonely, but I don't want two people to make do.

After experiencing real isolation, you will understand that tears are the most useless thing.

6. The deepest loneliness is standing in the crowd but being speechless.

7. You push everyone around you away and say that you are afraid of loneliness.

8. You are lonely because you want someone to care about you and don't want to be disturbed too much.

9. Loneliness is because there is no one in my heart, and loneliness is because someone in my heart is not around.

10. You will never see my loneliest appearance, because I am loneliest only when you are not by my side.

1 1. Loneliness means that no one is with you, and loneliness means that no one understands you.

12. I'd rather be lonely than let anyone perfunctory me.

13. You probably really don't understand the feeling of being so lonely that you want to cry in your throat, but you are afraid that no one will comfort you, swallow your eyes and continue to laugh.

14. The most painful thing is not parting, but memories after parting.

15. I am talking about the happiness of being single, but I envy the happiness of two people in my heart.

16. When you are loneliest, you will shape your strongest self.

17. I can only let go of my memories and laugh at how lonely I am.

18. I sat opposite to loneliness. Ironically, I am more lonely than loneliness.

19. Lonely people like to pretend to be busy.

20. Loneliness is not that there is no one to accompany you, but that there are many people around you but no one to talk to.

2 1. Memory is a bridge, but it leads to a lonely prison.

22. When glitz disappears, people are more lonely than fireworks.

23. Forgive me for being calm and invincible, just because there is no one behind me.

Loneliness is buying a cup of coffee or milk tea and walking on the road, suddenly wanting to go to the bathroom, only to find that I don't know where to put the cup in my hand.

No one ever stood behind me when I was lonely, helpless and sad.

26. Loneliness gives you time to think about yourself.

27. You push everyone around you away and say that you are afraid of loneliness.

28. You don't know what it's like to feel lonely and want to cry in your throat, but you are afraid that no one will comfort you, swallow your tears and continue to smile.

29. Loneliness is a bad cold when no one delivers porridge.

30. In retrospect, every step was so lonely!