Share your mood on a rainy day and talk about humorous and positive sentences on rainy days! Suitable for rainy days

Those joys of youth will always be imprinted in my heart. In the rainy season in June, no matter how sultry, troublesome or confusing it is, those joys will always come to my heart.

Tell me about your mood on a rainy day

(1) Someone tell me Rain is bad weather, but I think rainy days are so beautiful and different.

(2) Listening to the patter of rain outside the window, thinking about various things, I want to sleep for a long time, but I can't fall asleep. This feeling is too uncomfortable.

(3) When it rains, I wonder who you are holding an umbrella for and whose warmth you keep in your arms.

(4) I’m very sleepy but can’t sleep. It’s raining outside the window. This is the first few nights I’ve had insomnia.

(5) Finally, the mist and rain from the south of the Yangtze River covered the world. After letting Hua give up, it was only a moment, and the mountains and rivers were silent forever.

(6) The rain falls from the sky like thousands of silver threads, and a row of drainage drops falls from the eaves, like a beautiful bead curtain.

(7) The rain soaked the sky, and the makeup was ruined very carefully.

(8) The autumn rain is so green, and the mountains are leaning against the clear sky.

(9) It doesn’t matter if your head is empty, the key is not to get wet.

(10) Some people can feel the rain, while some people just get wet.

(11) The bamboo studio is silent, and I fall asleep to the sound of rain. Even in my dreams, moss grows, and my heart is filled with greenery.

(12) Rain, like a poem, makes people recall; rain, like a song, rises and falls, making people heartbeat; rain, falls for the heart, floats, and is indifferent!

(13) It rains every day, which makes me feel depressed and annoying.

(14) Rain is free and easy. It doesn’t matter whether others like it or not. It always comes when it wants and leaves when it wants. This is rain.

(15) The rain beat on the window protection, the earth, and the distance drop by drop. There were very few pedestrians, and there were not that many vehicles on the road. I had no desire to go out for a walk. That was it. My heart suddenly became dim and colorless.

(16) The spring rain broke the bridge and no one could cross it, so the small boat came out of the willow shade.

(17) It turns out that people can spend the most hopeless days, covered with the gray rain falling on them, and covered with starlight.

(18) This city is always windy. Lonely people always go home late. The outside is not as good as you think. You have to block the wind and rain by yourself. I hope everyone walks alone at night. You are strong enough.

(19) Those joys in youth will always be imprinted in the heart. In the rainy season in June, no matter how sultry, troubled, and confused, those joys will always come to my heart.

(20) By the lake with gentle breeze and drizzle, there are friends and tea, and it is a good time to spend a leisurely time.

(21) Listen to the sound of rain, drop by drop is clear, your breath is like raindrops seeping into my love.

(Twenty-two) The most beautiful thing is not the rainy day, but the eaves hiding from the rain with you.

(Twenty-three) Why should I cut off the candles from the west window and talk about the rainy night in Bashan?

(Twenty-four) Listen to the sound of rain outside the window, not intending to disturb sleepless people.

(Twenty-five) I think it will be fine if the rain stops. After the rain stops, I can go home and change my clothes. Unexpectedly, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and it was pouring down all at once. I was wrong. There was no time when the rain would stop. It was just my wishful thinking.

(Twenty-six) It started to rain last night, and there is no sign of stopping. Hope it will clear up soon.

(Twenty-seven) I am used to talking to myself in every quiet place, and it finally rains outside.

(Twenty-eight) The rain did not cry, but in this quiet summer night, the poems were written with tears.

(Twenty-nine) Rain is the melody of nature and the messenger of spring! The spring rain is pattering, falling like threads on the fields, nourishing the green wheat fields.

(Thirty) June is a rainy season, and the storms will eventually subside.

(31) The taste of rain is sometimes the taste of life.

(Thirty-two) You turned around and left, only to find that your face was already wet. You thought it was raining, but you didn't expect it was raining in your heart.

(Thirty-three) Raindrops, sometimes light, sometimes heavy, float softly through the hair without knowing it, or strike crisp notes on the green tiles on the roof.

(Thirty-four) The sound of rain is gurgling, like living by the stream. I would rather rain every day, thinking that you can't come because of the rain.

(Thirty-five) It seems that all tragedies happen on rainy days, so people are destined to always feel lost on rainy days.

(Thirty-six) It’s a rainy day again. Strangely enough, every time it rains, I always want to write something. Maybe it’s the wind that shakes the branches and also moves my heart at the same time. Maybe it’s the wind that shakes the branches. When the rain kissed the petals, it also happened to kiss the heart. As a result, the wet heart gradually rippled and surged. A piece of wet mood slowly flowed along the tip of the pen, like the moss on the bottom of the river, mottled. Wait until the rain has passed and the weather has cleared, then put it in the sun to dry.

(Thirty-seven) I hate the wet ground on rainy days. When I go outside, my shoes feel like they are covered with mud.

(Thirty-eight) On a rainy night, lean against the window and listen to the rain.

(Thirty-nine) Qingming Night Festival! The night is deep, the rain is not sleeping, and in front of the stairs, it is dripping until dawn!

(Forty) It was raining outside. I slept for about two hours and couldn’t fall asleep again. I don’t know if I can simulate this trip. Damn it, if I don’t get it again this time, I would really Will cry.

(Forty-one) Looking back to the desolate place where I came from, there was neither wind, rain nor sunshine when I returned.

(42) Some people are waiting for the misty rain, while others blame the rain for its urgency.

(Forty-three) Thousands of peaks are darkened by the rain, and they slant into the clouds.

(Forty-four) I originally hated the rainy sky, until I heard you say you love me.

(Forty-five) The stream clouds are beginning to rise, the sun is sinking into the pavilion, and the mountain rain is about to come, and the wind is filling the building.

(Forty-six) I went to bed late at night and woke up in the middle of the night unable to fall asleep. The sound of rain outside moved it. I'm fine and I've been trying to live a good life.

(Forty-seven) The spring tide brings rain late in the evening, and there is no boat crossing the wild river.

(48) I like rain, I like to look back on the past while watching the rain, and I like to look forward to the future while listening to the rain.

(49) Rain is the source of life for human beings, transforming all things into being.

(Fifty) Your words and smiles are like gentle breeze and drizzle, rippling in my heart.

(51) On rainy days, the slightest drizzle is my greeting to you, the drizzle is my waiting for you, the heavy rain is my waiting for you, no matter it rains Big, I hope you are healthy and happy, and have a happy life. This is my biggest wish.

(52) The autumn wind rustles, the leaves are in disorder, and the desolation is everywhere. My heart is about to feel sad, and I suddenly find that autumn is a sad season.

(Fifty-three) Sitting alone under the west window, Xiao Xiaoyu couldn't make it. There are three or two banana leaves, most of which make the sound of autumn.

(Fifty-four) If there is a fate, I would like to turn into the rain in June.

(Fifty-five) Good rain heralds a new auspiciousness, spring brings all things to wake up, the cold wind is about to die, and the warm sun shines on the heaven and earth.

(Fifty-six) I love the rain, I love the fragrance of the soil on the streets after the rain. I like the sound of raindrops hitting the eaves, I like the humid air and the gloomy sky.

(Fifty-seven) It’s a rainy day again, a slight chill creeps into my heart, making me feel unusually awake.

(Fifty-eight) It rains every day recently, and then I wake up in the middle of the night and find that I have to go to work later. I can't fall asleep immediately, and I am even more annoyed by the sound of rain.

(Fifty-nine) Rain moistens all things, and the little master is even more nourishing.

(Sixty) When it rains, people’s thoughts always drift away with the wind.

(Sixty-one) I often pick up a pen and want to write about the wind and rain, and write your name, but I can't. The wind is strong and the rain is heavy. I dare not mention your name.

(Sixty-two) The sound of rain outside the window has been ringing in my ears, and I am listening to the song of the person I like.

(Sixty-three) Whenever it rains, I will still think of you, and think of those scenes that make even breathing feel heartbreaking.

(Sixty-four) The rain in June is like you, so changeable.

(Sixty-five) The new rain is abundant when I sit on the steps of the hall, and the banana leaves have big branches.

(Sixty-six) Can you please not get close to me, understand me, feel sorry for me, and then leave me.

(Sixty-seven) I saw that it was raining today, but I did not see thunder. Why did I see all kinds of explosive heads along the way.

(Sixty-eight) Every wind and rain is giving birth to a good harvest.

(Sixty-nine) May I be the wind and you be the rain, and the breeze will be in the drizzle. I wish you all the best in the distance!

(Seventy) At night, listen to the sound of rain with a solitary lamp and a cup of tea to soothe your troubles.

(Seventy-one) On a rainy day, I am the only one holding an umbrella, and there is no trace of you on the other side.

(Seventy-two) The wind in June, the rain in June, the people and immortals in June, the good weather in June, the new chapter of intoxicating beauty and elegance in June.

(Seventy-three) The rain comes and goes, weaving all the wonderful or sad stories in the world... Some people say that rain is the soul of water, and I believe it.

(Seventy-four) In the misty rain, who made your smile submerged by this coldness, making me feel so heartbroken.

(Seventy-five) The spring breeze turns into rain and fills the mountains and rivers, and the elephant lake is full of vitality and green fields.

(Seventy-six) One rainy day, you said you would love me very much. Now, it rains again, taking away all our vows.

(Seventy-seven) When it rains, I like to stand in the rain so that no one will find me crying.

(Seventy-eight) The rain passed by my window, and the glass was weeping. The people on the street looked a little happier than me.

(Seventy-nine) If it must rain, then I prefer it to be a storm.

(Eighty) I am gone in the past, and the willows are still there. Now that I'm thinking about it, it's raining and snowing.

(Eighty-one) Rainy days are the season of longing! I used to cry loudly on rainy days, so no one could tell whether it was rain or tears.

(Eighty-two) It has been raining since last night, the pattering, the falling, it should be very sentimental. But when I think of the rain-stained flowers falling and the red and fragrant flowers withering, I feel a little melancholy and even a little sad.

(Eighty-three) A wild goose dropped down to the end of the sky, and thousands of mountains floated as the rain came.

(Eighty-four) Remember, one rainy day, you said you would love me very much. Now, it rains again, taking away all our vows.

(Eighty-five) I looked up at the sky and stood in a stalemate with it. I call it rain, and it wants me to cry first.

(Eighty-six) Every rainy day is filled with tears of longing.

(Eighty-seven) It’s raining. Do you feel cold?

(Eighty-eight) I like rain, because only in this way, no one will know if I cry.