Short sentences about missing you on a rainy night

1. Write sentences about missing you on a rainy night

The misty rain outside the window blurred your eyes, and the raindrops dripping down the eaves wet the thick and thin thoughts, and the soft heart wandered. In this drizzle, whether the rain softens the lovesickness, or the lovesickness soaks the rain curtain, I just want to be immersed in the hazy world like this, and I don't want to wake up.

The fluttering rain is still falling, or maybe the rain in my heart has never stopped. The tender rain soaks my thoughts, and the gentle breeze penetrates the sad mood, making it misty. On this rainy night, I miss someone so deeply.

My heart gently and slowly walked to that dreaming place, because there is you there, there is your tenderness and smile, there we can stand side by side, holding hands, there We can love each other to the fullest and live to the fullest.

Missing you on a rainy night is a beautiful pain and even a beautiful mistake.

Tonight’s rain, tonight’s me, the rain is lingering, and people are also lingering. The lingering rainy night is wrapped in lingering thoughts.

The longing on the rainy night is a longing waiting for the return date, and the longing I have for you is a longing that is far away. The desire to give up, the inability to give up, is a beautiful pain in itself, not to mention such a night and such rain.

Outside the window, light rain fell through the eaves and fell on the awning of the small building in front of the house, ticking. . It's boring and monotonous; the water on the ground is rippled under the light, a puppy is yelling in the rain with its mouth open, and occasionally a few sounds of Dao Lang's "The First Snow of 2002" float in the distance. . Everything is so disconnected, all doing their own thing, and all enjoying themselves; the old man next door kept coughing amidst the sound of raindrops, and kept tapping the long pipe in his hand against the ground. . Under the dim street light, his eyes looked into the distance, as if he had something on his mind. ..

Through the rain curtain, what you see in the distance is the bustling city with lights and feasting, and what you hear is the sound of drinking in restaurants and off-key singing in hotels

There is so much beauty, so much pain, so much hurt. On this rainy night, I think of you again, your past, your present, and the chance encounter between you and me.

The acquaintance between you and me will not take root in this life, so there is no fruit. You belong to the other side of the mountain, and I belong to this side of the mountain. The mountain in between is something that neither you nor I can climb. But being able to get to know each other is enough. It's sad, but it's beautiful. As long as the ending of any story is beautiful, it is a good story.

With a kind of regret, I walked into the rainy night and missed you. Although it was painful, it was beautiful.

The raindrops stayed all night long,

The night was long and sleepless.

I miss you endlessly,

I miss you for a long time and it’s hard to calm down.

In the rainy night

I miss you silently

You on the other side

Put all my thoughts

Read it to Ye Yu

It ticks and merges into a stream

Flows to you

I wait quietly

Waiting for it to send back good news

But when the rain stopped and the clouds cleared

I didn’t see it bring good news

Love is also silent

Quietly followed the rain flow 2. Rainy nights remind people of Li Shangyin’s famous quotes. On rainy nights, which famous quotes will you think of?

Li Shangying’s "Night Rain Sends to the North" Jun asked about the return date but it rained at night in Bashan Rising Autumn Pond. Why should I cut off the candles on the west window, but it is raining at night in Bashan? The white stone rock door of the Holy Maiden Temple is covered with green moss, and the Supreme Being is banished and returns late. In the dream of spring, the rain often floats, and the sun is full of energy. The wind is dissatisfied with the flag. The green calyx flowers come and go without a fixed place, and the fragrance of Duran has not moved away. Yulang will read this fairy book and recall to the heavenly steps to ask about Zizhi. He stays in Luo's Pavilion to cherish Cui Yong and Cui Gun's bamboo dock. The dust-free water sill is clear and lovesickness. Far away across the city. The autumn clouds linger and the frost flies late, leaving the withered lotuses to listen to the sound of rain. The wind and rain are desolate, and the sword is left behind for a poor year. The yellow leaves are still windy and rainy, and the brothel has its own orchestra. The new knowledge is vulgar, but the old is separated. A good relationship, a broken heart, a new harvest of wine, and a thousand dollars worth of sorrow? I send a letter to Songyun and Qin Shu, the master of Linghu, who has been away from home for a long time. The two carps are far away from each other. Don't ask the old guests of Liangyuan. Maoling is sick in the autumn rain. When Du Gongbu leaves the banquet in Shuzhong, where can he not be isolated from the crowd? The world has been fighting for a while. The foreign envoys have not returned to the snow mountains, and the troops in Songzhou are still stationed in front of the palace. The drunken guests in the seats are sobering up, and the clear clouds are mixed with rain clouds on the river. Chengdu is worthy of old age with good wine, and Zhuo Wenjun is still in Danglong. February 2nd February 2nd February 2nd The river went up. The east wind was warm and the sun was blowing. The flowers, beards and willows were all bad, and the purple butterflies and wasps were all sentimental. Wanli recalled returning to Liangjing in Yuan Dynasty and working in Yafu camp for three years. Mowu traveled to Xintan People's will, the sound of rain at night on the eaves of the wind. Four untitled poems (one of them) came as empty words and disappeared without a trace. The moon tilted upstairs at five o'clock. The dream was far away and it was hard to call it out. The book was rushed into ink that was not thick. The wax was half-lit. The cage is covered with gold and jade, and the musk smoke is slightly embroidered with hibiscus. Liu Lang already hates that Pengshan is far away, and it is even more separated by ten thousand weights. (Part 2) A rustling east wind and drizzle come, and there is light thunder outside the hibiscus pond. Golden toads bite the locks and burn incense. , The jade tiger pulls a silk thread to return to the well. Jia Shi peeks through the curtain, Young Master Han, and Concubine Mi stays on the pillow of Wei Wangcai. In the heart of spring, don't let the flowers bloom, one inch of lovesickness and one inch of gray. (Part 4) Wherever the mourning kite is, the cherry blossoms There are hanging poplars on the bank of Yongxiang. The old girl of the house is not for sale. It is March and a half in the day. Princess Liyang is fourteenth year. After the warm Qingming Festival, we watch together with the wall. After the return exhibition, it turns to the fifth watch. The swallows in the Liang Dynasty sigh after hearing this. Three poems from Bicheng (these are 1) The twelve winding corridors of Bicheng, the rhinoceros ward off the dust and the jade ward off the cold. There are many books in the Langyuan with cranes attached, and there are no trees or luan on the women's bed. Stars sinking to the bottom of the sea can be seen from the window, and rain can be seen from across the river source. If the dawn is bright again, Ding. A growing tree with a water essence plate. I have been reading books in the distance and returning to my dreams for a long time. There is only an empty bed against Suqiu. Moss and mangroves are under the steps, and there are only a few falling in the rain. I am sad in the moon. On the Chuyin Mountain, I leave the palace and go upstairs. In front of the building, it is dusk by the palace. The river flows. The Chu sky is long and short, and it rains at dusk. Song Yu has no worries but also worries about himself. The Milky Way plays the sheng. I look at the Milky Way and blows the jade sheng. The building is cold and the courtyard is cold and the bright is bright. The heavy quilt has a quiet dream. His year is broken, and the female is frightened by the tree. The moon was frightened last night. The old fragrance of the pavilion is due to the rain, and the wind curtains are left behind and the candles are clear from the frost. There is no need for the waves to be like a mountain, Xiangse and Qin Xiao have their own feelings. 3. Write a composition of about 600 words with the title "I miss you on a rainy night"

I miss you on a rainy night. Looking at the dots of rain curtains, my mood floats. Those transparent artistic conceptions made me think a lot. I miss you on rainy nights, one journey after another.

In the embrace of the wind-swept land, my sleepless childlike innocence and feelings of longing are suffused.

Ah Cai, do you still remember? Together, you and I have experienced the feeling of green grass blooming again and again. In the learning classroom, we pursued each other's knowledge, placed our feelings in the colorful mountains and waters, and let our lovesickness and love fly with our deep true love. Wishes, and those subtle emotions.

In the artistic conception of life, there are idle clouds and wild cranes.

In the scenery of life, catching butterflies and flies.

It was you who held the crystal raindrops and said to me: "Let those unpleasant things drift away with the wind and rain. Life and friendship continue to emerge. Remember that every one of them once was like everywhere. The blooming flowers, romantic and beautiful, have changed the spring flowers and autumn moons. Looking back, they can't cover up the glory and turmoil of the past, and the subtle charm given by the vicissitudes of life and lovesickness. ”

It was you who followed the rainy nights that we encountered without meeting each other, silently looking into the big eyes dripping with wishes, and vividly and vividly engraved every promise on the wall of my heart. The journey filled the gaps in my youth, joined hands with the station of my life, and accepted the wandering boat that my emotions were concerned about.

It was on that rainy night that you quietly introduced me into your heart-warming hut, caring for my bleeding heartache with your deep affection, and caressing my wandering fatigue with poetry. With my pain, I poured out wisps of warm true feelings, and together I listened to the symphony of the sound of rain and the pleasure and happiness of faith that you gave me.

Sitting next to you on a rainy night, it is as if the spring sunshine is flowing in my heart and yours. What is beating in my heart is the bright spring scenery shown by your smiling face, which is full of charm. Immersed in your sweet laughter. Real days, unforgettable times, overlapped page by page with two soft hearts and minds...

Open the doors and windows of the soul, embrace the smiling red candle.

I have nothing but a soft spot for the love and hate you gave me.

Maybe it’s more longing. The everlasting light in my heart always flickers in my cabin, accompanied by the sound of bells on rainy nights and the same dreams, deep in my heart. Filled with sweet thoughts, I walked out of the mud and swamp.

Yes, is that red umbrella still there? ! The heartbeats of you and me are dripping with each other, and your beautiful shadow is accompanied by my desire. We walked together from the spring rain and walked into the autumn rain together. From immaturity to maturity, I don’t know how much pain and joy it contains.

The rainy night nourishes the hearts of love.

On a rainy night, I really miss you—— 4. Sentences about "I miss you last night and this morning"

An unswerving friendship, ten thousand blessings, give me what I miss Warm regards, friends.

No matter how far apart we are, my heart that cares for you will never change.

In this warm season, I give you my sincere blessings and deep thoughts.

I pray for you with all my joy. May you be safe and happy this year.

It’s late at night! Countless stars light up and write your name in the sky. When the meteors pass by, they can send my thoughts and blessings to you!

The flickering fluorescent lights in the starry sky are surrounded by colorful and beautiful dreams. I wish that all the wishes you make this year will come true in front of your eyes. I wish you a warm and joyful holiday! 5. Rainy nights remind people of Li Shangyin's famous quotes. On rainy nights, what famous quotes do you think of?

Li Shangying's "Night Rain Sends to the North"

Jun asked about the return date but it has not been scheduled, and the night rain in Bashan filled the autumn pond. How can I cut off the candles from the west window and talk about the rainy night in Bashan?

Chongguo Holy Maiden Shrine

The white stone rock gate is covered with green moss, and the upper Qing Dynasty was banished and returned late.

A spring dream of rain often fluttering tiles, and the wind is full of dissatisfaction with the flag.

The green calyx flower has no fixed place when it comes, and the fragrance of Duran has not moved away yet.

Yulang read this book of immortality and recalled asking about Zizhi from the Heavenly Order.

Stay in Luo's Pavilion to cherish Cui Yong and Cui Gun

The bamboo dock is dust-free and the water sill is clear, and the lovesickness is separated from the city.

The autumn clouds linger and the frost flies late, leaving the withered lotuses to listen to the sound of rain.

Wind and Rain

The desolate sword chapter, lingering for a long time.

The yellow leaves are still windy and rainy, and the brothel has its own orchestra.

New acquaintances are vulgar, and old friends are separated from each other.

The heart is broken and Xinfeng wine is broken. How many thousand do you have to spend?

To Linghu Langzhong

Songyun Qin Shu has been away from home for a long time, and the two carps are far away from each other with a piece of paper.

Don’t ask about the old guests in Liangyuan. Maoling is suffering from autumn rain disease.

Du Gongbu left the banquet in Shuzhong

Is there anything in life where you don’t stray from the crowd? The road to war is divided temporarily.

The foreign envoys from Xueling have not returned to heaven, but the troops in Songzhou are still stationed in front of the palace.

The drunken guests in the seats are gradually waking up, and the clear clouds on the river are mixed with rain clouds.

Fine wine in Chengdu is a good way to celebrate old age, and you will still be Zhuo Wenjun when you are young.

February 2nd

On February 2nd, the river went up, and the east wind was warm and the sun was blowing.

The flowers, whiskers and willow eyes are all bad, and the purple butterflies and wasps all have feelings.

Wan Li recalled returning to Liangjing in Yuan Dynasty and worked in Yafu camp for three years.

The new beach is full of tourists, and the sound of rain at night can be heard in the wind.

Four Untitled Poems

(Part 1)

They come as empty words but disappear forever, the moon is slanting upstairs at the fifth watch.

The dream is far away and it is difficult to cry, and the book is hastened to become ink.

The wax illuminates the half cage of golden jade, and the musk smoke slightly embroiders the hibiscus.

Liu Lang already hated Pengshan for being so far away, and even more so because he was ten thousand layers away from Pengshan.

(Part 2)

A rustling east wind and drizzle came, and there was light thunder outside Furong Pond.

The golden toad gnaws at the lock to burn incense, and the jade tiger pulls the thread back to the well.

The Jia family peeked behind the curtain of Young Master Han, while Concubine Mi stayed on the pillow of Wei Wangcai.

In the heart of spring, don’t let flowers bloom, every inch of lovesickness and every inch of gray.

(Part 4)

Where mourning kites are kept, cherry blossoms hang on the banks of the alley.

The old daughter of the owner is not for sale, and it is three and a half months in the day.

Princess Liyang is fourteen years old, and we watch together on the same wall after the Qingming Festival.

The return exhibition turned to the fifth watch, and the swallows in Liangjian sighed after hearing it.

Three Bicheng poems (Part 1)

In Bicheng’s twelve songs, rhinoceros and jade ward off the cold.

There are many books in Langyuan with cranes attached, and there are no trees or luan in the women’s bed.

Stars sinking to the bottom of the sea can be seen from the window, and rain can be seen from across the river.

If Xiaozhu is clear and determined. A growing tree water essence plate.

Living in peace

Reading from distant places and returning to my dreams for two long days, there is only an empty bed against Suqiu.

There are moss and mangroves under the steps, falling in the rain and melancholy in the moonlight.

Chu Yin

On the mountain, I leave the palace and go upstairs, and the dusk river flows by the palace in front of the building.

The Chu sky is long and short, and it rains at dusk. Song Yu has no worries but also worries about himself.

The Milky Way plays the jade sheng

I look forward to the Milky Way playing the jade sheng, and the cold courtyard in the building meets the bright light.

The dream of heavy quilt is broken in his year, and the girl in the other tree was frightened last night.

The fragrance of the moon pavilion is due to the rain, and the wind curtains are left behind and the candles are separated from the frost.

There is no need to worry about the mountains, Xiangse and Qin Xiao have their own feelings.