Talking about the sound of wind and rain outside the window

The sound of wind and rain outside the window is the melody of your heart. You can sing softly, you can sing loudly, you can slowly appreciate other people's masterpieces, and you can let your mood flow in your pen.

I just want to sleep with you, regardless of the wind and rain outside the window.

The wind and rain outside the window, the umbrella left behind, have you opened it?

Lying in bed and not wanting to turn on the light, I quietly listened to the wind and rain outside the window and the heartfelt sigh. Then, wrap yourself in a blanket more and more tightly.

You tearfully asked me why. I didn't say anything, and you didn't ask me anything. You just thanked me for giving you beauty with red eyes and told me that I must take good care of you. Let my tears flow on the phone and my heart breaks, blending with the wind and rain outside the window.

The wind and rain outside the window, knocking on the glass window, hollowed out my internal organs like claws, only feeling that my eyes were dark and I slept for a long time in yesterday's happy paradise.

Fortunately, I didn't go out, but stayed at home, listening to the sound of wind and rain outside the window, listening to this hearty rainstorm, and making my thoughts jump over the cliff.

The rain rustles outside the window, and the wind beats on the glass window, awakening the morning from the darkness. I hide in the corner of my own world, secretly miss you, secretly look at you, open every page of memories, from sweetness to pain, and then secretly cry ~

Outside the window, the wind and rain are singing, but the sound is no longer in my heart. It seems that everything has become clear, and it seems that real life has just begun!

I like to sit quietly alone, without noise or interruption. Only the wind and rain outside the window, it is a kind of catharsis. Listen to your favorite piano music, feel lonely, stay away from false greetings, read the dialogue in your mind, and let your thoughts fly.

The wind and rain outside the window are still deafening, but my heart is quiet. The book is rich in fragrance and hides the heart and spleen. If people want to live a wonderful and sacred life in daily trivial life, they have to study and study calmly.

Talking about the rain outside the window

I walked on a rainy night without you, recalling the day when you said you were sorry, the familiar street, the night without you, and found that there was no you. Tick-tock, rain over the eaves, unconsciously it is another winter. I still miss that familiar street. The rain outside the window is still lingering. I lost my umbrella and walked in the rain. We all think it will not change.

On rainy days, I leaned against the window, listened to the faint rain outside the window through the glass, and saw the misty distant mountains in the rain. Everything around me was gray and I enjoyed it alone.

Like the feeling of rain: listening to the rain outside the window is like living by a stream.

Counting the fallen leaves in front of the door and listening to the rain outside the window, the voice of wading sounded this time. Is your heart wet by the rain?

The rain outside the window is like a note, and the thunder rumbles. The rain in July in the south came in a hurry, came in a hurry, and walked in a hurry, as if walking with the wind and blowing with it; I like this hasty rain, not only because of the coolness he brings in this hot and dry weather, but also because of his decisive and capable true nature, unlike the rain in some cities, which lasts for months.

It is raining outside the window, but I am thinking of you.

The rain outside the window is ticking, and it is how much joy and sorrow.

If there is no trouble in this life, why do you like the rain outside the window?

The sound of rain outside the window touched my words invisibly. The rain fell from the boundless sky and invaded every corner of the city silently.

Gradually listening to the rain outside the window, only the beautiful scenery is printed in my mind.

In this lonely night, listening to the rain outside the window, whispering in my ear, unconsciously dissolving the warm rain in it.

It is raining outside the window, and time is dissolved in the rain. I know I was born in raindrops and will come back.

In the middle of the night, the rain outside the window, like the evening breeze, laments the dead branches and gives the ashes a kiss.

Wake up in the morning and hear the ticking sound outside the window. It is raining again. After a while, the rain seems to be getting heavier, and my sun visor crackles. After a while, the rain became louder, just like someone drumming a small drum on the sun visor.

The rain outside the window is dripping, and the wind is blowing through my heart about you.

The rustling outside the window kept ringing, and I was awakened. When I looked out of the window, it was raining. The road is wet, the rain is falling from the sky, and it is raining in front of my eyes.

When I woke up from a long nap, I heard the rain outside the window. The glass window has been covered with water droplets. Very good! A rainy day. I'm in a good mood at once. I like the cool rain in summer, which makes people relaxed and happy.

Oh, outside the window, it is raining harder and harder, and my skirt is wet. I just turned around and saw an open book "Out of the Window" on the desk by the window. This is Mr. Qiong Yao's early work, and the pages have been wet by the rain. I gently closed the window and temporarily shut the rain out of the window, but I can still enjoy the beauty of the rain.

Outside the window, the rain is beating like a small drum, and Zhihu should sigh.

Outside the window, the rain is like a complaint, whispering endless lovesickness in my ear. Will there be the warmest response in the deepest part of the night?

Gu Xiancheng's famous saying: Which dynasty did Gu Xiancheng belong to?

1, if you can recognize it, how much leisure you have saved, how much leisure you have saved, and how much leisure you have saved; It's really a lifetime.

2. Even if there is something to be done in this world, it will not be let go. There is something in this world that cannot be done or committed.

3, the sound of reading in the wind and rain, the sound is in the ear; Family affairs, state affairs and world affairs are all concerned. Category: reading

4, the world's right and wrong, should listen to the words of the world.

The expensive can be sought after, and the rich can win, so if you don't ask for it, you won't have a share, and it will naturally get cold.

6, the word hub, ambition is not in Wen Jun; Government, ambition is not in people's livelihood; Living in the forest by the water, the ambition is not on earth; A gentleman has no choice.

7. Wind, rain, reading and sound; Family affairs, state affairs, what's going on in the world, everything.

8. Those young people who are still imitating the past have wasted their time today. If you are alive, you have something to do. Don't worry about your premature death.

9. How can a seven-foot man stand tall and ask for a word from humanity?

10, reading Confucius is fun, but living in Xiang Yan is not poverty.

1 1, life is poor and dull, that is, it has been decided at the moment of falling to the ground. How to increase the loss?

Famous saying: the sound of wind and rain is heard in reading; Family affairs, state affairs and everything in the world care about everything.

Interpretation of famous sayings:

Gu Xiancheng couplets in Ming Dynasty.

Gu Xiancheng, the leader of Lindong in Ming Dynasty, wrote couplets for Donglin Academy. The students' reading sound of Shanglian College is intertwined with the wind and rain of nature, and they live in harmony with nature. The literati who wrote the second part of the academy did not bury themselves in reading and cared nothing about the world, but cared about state affairs, family affairs and what was going on in the world. The combination of the upper and lower sentences means to concentrate on reading and care about politics.

Only emphasize reading, don't care about politics, can only become a useless nerd; If you only emphasize politics and don't study hard, you will only become an empty politician. The reason why this pair of couplets has been remembered for a long time is not only its formal beauty and melodious beauty, but also its truth and Lindong party member's spirit of caring about current politics. Today, when people visit the former site of Lindong Public School in Wuxi, they can still see this famous couplet. Listen to the rain

It's raining hard. Like a person in the quiet night, listening to the rain.

I like listening to the rain, sweating, shortness of breath and running. The older you grow, the more timid you become. This is by no means cowardly. Behind timidity is the responsibility of slowly understanding; Behind caution is gradual maturity. Work and life are all energy, learn to be tough and fly against the wind in trouble.

Rainy days seem to slow down the pace of life and people are less impetuous. A person does nothing, just lying in bed watching the lingering rain through the window and listening to the ticking rain, everything will become lazy and casual.

There are so many ordinary but moving moments in life that we need to cherish and remember. The colors we have seen, the eye movements at a certain moment, the texture, temperature and texture we have touched, the sound of rain and cicadas we have heard, they pass by and leave, but we are different.

Autumn wind blows, clouds and dust fall, suspicion hangs over the bustling city, forming one rainy season after another, wetting my silent night sky. I like listening to the rain outside the window, dripping like a crying girl, so lovable!

I am not a poet, but I like walking in places with stories, holding a bunch of bright flowers, accompanying peace, listening to raindrops, embracing everything gently and meeting charming plots. Look at the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River and read a lingering red dust gently. At this moment, let the soul wander on the stone steps, hold hands in plain notes, depend on each other in words and accompany in peace. I only hope that the years will be quiet and the poetic Jiang Nanyu will remain warm in this life!

I don't know why, listening to the rain always makes my heart stretch, grow green, have peace and love, and be grateful for life.

Before, I was most afraid of thunder. If you encounter a thunderstorm at night, turn on all the lights and dare not sleep. When lightning strikes, even your breathing becomes cautious. Now, it seems that it is no big deal, just sit quietly and listen to the rain! Life can always temper people very strongly! ?

I like rain, but it also affects my mood. Listening to the rain when you like it is a kind of enjoyment, and feeling the rain when you are depressed is also a kind of trouble. Now, you tell me that I can look back and look forward to the future in the rain. Maybe I should re-examine it.

Hold up the gentle drizzle and nourish the sweet heart; Listen to the beautiful rain and have relaxed memories; Bathe in the showers of happiness and brew a happy life. I wish you all the best and smile every day.

Sitting by the window, I like listening to the sound of rain quietly, listening to the interweaving of my heart and rain curtain, which also makes me wet in the past. Some poems become blurred in the rain, and my heart is immersed in the ticking rain.

Rainy days always make people feel that winter is gone and summer is coming. On such a rainy day, a warm message and a gentle greeting hope to make you feel more happy when listening to the rain.

I fell on the bed and listened to the rain greedily and sadly. I can't bear to leave, and my heart is broken all over the floor.

Rainy weather, like a person to stay quietly in the house, listening to the sound of rain, quietly miss that fleeting encounter.

In the hot summer, it is pleasant to meet a rain, and the cool feeling makes people feel comfortable. Listening to the rain is extremely peaceful. ?

At night, quietly listening to the rain outside the window, fell asleep. Good night, rainy night.

Embroidery, the sustenance of love and affection. Green silk shawl, listening to the rain outside the bamboo curtain, listening to the nocturne in the hazy night, was like water, and was knocked on the door by dreams, stranded for thousands of years. The embroidery needle in April embroidered the fragrant flower season in March and the beautiful encounter between May and deep leaves.

Tears streamed down my face, and I hung two pieces of meat on my body, biting every night. After listening to the rain all night, Funiu burst into tears.

I used to be most afraid of thunder. If there is a thunderstorm at night, I will turn the music on my mobile phone to the maximum volume and dare not sleep. When lightning strikes, even my breathing becomes cautious and my nerves are tense. Now, it seems that it is no big deal, just listen to the rain quietly! Life can always make people strong! ?

Listening to the rain is like falling into a dream that I don't want to wake up.