Talk about the mood of rain outside the window

The rain outside the window is a tear in my heart.

It's raining outside the window, and my thoughts are soaked. Winter has gone, a ray of spring brings warmth, and the bridge in my hometown is connected with unforgettable friendship.

Outside the window, it is falling, the autumn rain is continuous, and the autumn is bleak. I can't help but feel that if life is only the first time, why is it sad to draw a fan in the autumn wind? If you and I never have a chance in my life, why should we get to know each other? Continuous autumn rain seems to be my heart rain, scattered raindrops, ticking on your cheeks. I seem to see a red shirt, holding the hand of the lyre, gently playing the melody, while I gently shake the folding fan to whisper poetry. After all these years, the romantic waning moon in Yang Liuan should be a good time to exist in name only, so there are thousands of customs to tell who.

The rain outside the window has stopped, but it is still raining in my world.

The wind outside the window glides gently, and the rain outside the window falls slowly.

Love is like rain outside the window; It can make people happy or depressed.

The rain outside the window is still raining, but it seems less free and easy, less happy and a little embarrassed. The evening breeze, with rain, lingered deeply in the paint-blind night sky, and my skirt flew, which seemed to blow up my injury again.

It's raining and rustling outside the window. Hey, another rainy day. The whole mountain village was shrouded in drizzle, like a shy little girl hiding in her mother's arms.

The rain outside the window, after noon, fell as promised. The distant green hills, like misty rain, are as eternal as ever, coldly looking at all the joys and sorrows in this ancient city.

It's still raining outside the window. Looking at the flowing water on the ground, I don't know how many longings, vows and time have passed. What is left is only the memory that is about to dry up. Although it is about to dry up, there is still a sad reflection.

Like rainy nights, listening to the rain outside the window and sleeping in a warm quilt, I feel particularly practical.

Turning to the window again, the glass reflection is my twisted face, which gradually melts into a blur with the rain outside the window.

The rain outside the window is beating against the window. You are so beautiful outside the window. When you look up, you will see your smiling face. Happiness may be as simple as that.

No matter how much misfortune happens, it will pass, just like the rain outside the window, soaked, wet, gone and far away. Once beautiful, stay in my heart, once sad, put behind me, do not love, do not hate. The past is always the past, that person, that thing, that feeling, whatever you want, is a thing of the past.

It has been raining outside the window. That's how I miss you. After the rain, it's over between us, right?

Listening to the singing of the rain outside the window is also pleasant. Holding a book on my chest, I imagined Tao Yuanming's intoxication when he touched the harpsichord with his hand, and there was a faint sound of nature that only belonged to him, swimming gently with the meridians.

Listening to the rain outside the window, whose heart is wet?

When I miss you, the rain outside the window breaks the line.

It's raining outside the window, one by one, and my tears are Sandy's, like broken beads of rain outside the window.

The rain outside the window makes me melancholy. I don't have an umbrella, but I'm afraid you'll catch a cold.

Talk about the mood of rain outside the window

Just soaking my feet in hot water, I quickly put on thick socks and curled up under the bed. It is raining outside the window. Listening to the rain, listening to the soothing music.

Talk about the mood of rain outside the window

1. It's raining outside the window. I lay on the electric blanket and spread pancakes. When one side is hot, I turn the other side. I miss the heating in Changchun.

2. Looking at the rainy winter street outside the window, a melody comes to mind.

Third, the computer music is still playing and it is raining outside the window.

It's raining outside the window, ticking and rhythmic. This is my yearning for you.

It was raining outside the window, and I found a bowl of Lamian Noodles's happiness in Moscow. Is there any mysterious menu in Lamian Noodles?

Six, it's raining outside the window, hiding in the bed, covering the quilt, turning on the desk lamp and reading a book, there is a sense of satisfaction.

Seven, it's raining outside the window. I'm very happy to buy bread and go home after work to soak in the super!

Eight, the girl slept for four hours, then it was raining outside the window and ordered a hot drink.

Nine, the latest night to sleep in the last six months. It is raining outside the window, which should promote sleep, but I am eager for the sound of rain and the atmosphere under it, forcing myself not to sleep. Sometimes I really want to know what I will be like in five years, and I should get what I want. Happy, sleeping, actually very sleepy.

It's raining outside the window, and it's almost time. I sat in front of the computer listening to music and reading again.

Eleven, it is raining outside the window, and the rain is rustling; Playing mobile phone in bed, the screen is very quiet.

It's raining outside the window, with rain in my eyes and an umbrella in my heart.

Thirteen, it's raining outside the window, thoughts come to mind, see you in a dream.

14. It's raining outside the window, looking at the opposite Dongshan. Once my friend and I stood on it, looked at thousands of lights and asked if any of them belonged to me. Now, it is really one of the lights. Someone asked me if the porridge was hot and stood with me until dusk. That's enough.

Fifteen, I think one night, it was raining outside the window, and the raindrops hit the glass, lying in bed and falling asleep under the warm light.

It's raining outside the window, like the sound of missing.

It's raining outside the window, as if my heart is dripping with tears.

When I was eighteen, I had several sleepless nights after I went to work. Think about now, think about the near future that I can sketch for myself, my parents and the people I like. Look, this is for you. It's raining outside the window, and the winter rain in Shanghai has always been so cold. The wind hit the window, making the sound of cold wind whistling from time to time.

It's raining outside the window ~ I haven't listened to the rain so seriously for a long time

Twenty, wake up in the middle of the night and find the rain outside the window. Usually, we are used to impetuous, but forget how to calm down. At this time, we were lying in bed, listening to the rain outside. The years are so beautiful.

Twenty-one, there is a girl downstairs who is miserable. I guess she didn't bring her keys and her cell phone was dead. She shouted her surname there for more than an hour, and no one went downstairs to open the door, and no one paid attention to her. It is raining outside the window. It's terrible.

Twenty-two, it is raining outside the window. My baby and I are lying in bed taking a nap and chatting. When we close our eyes, all the snacks in our memory are delicious. We are scattered in restaurants and small shops in every corner of Thailand. We know exactly which dish, which cake, which cup of coffee, and the people around us who taste it together. I really want to go there by taxi to relive every familiar smell, as before, but it is difficult to achieve it now. What is sealed in my memory with food is my youth, how young and romantic it is. Take every day seriously, and the memories will be sweet.

Twenty-three, the weekend is coming ~ It's raining outside the window ~ It's perfect to wrap a warm scarf and aim at the book ~ It's perfect to have another heater!

24. It's raining outside the window, cold and wet. The only choice in this weather is not to cover the quilt ... I feel moldy again!

25. Happiness is that it is raining outside the window. My eyelids are heavy and my bed is warm.

26. It's raining outside the window, and the sun is in your heart, anywhere is fine.

Twenty-seven, it's raining outside the window. I heard it's going to snow tomorrow. It's not bad to listen to songs, sit in a small corner, with stars, warm hands and anthracene.

After 28 or 24 hours on duty, it is raining outside the window. This morning is the Xiamen Marathon Competition Day. In this cold-prone season, I wish everything all the best.

Twenty-nine, it is raining outside the window. Peeling in the north and puffing in the south. You can tell by the sound that it is not snowing. The media reported that there was snow in Hubei today, and it was cloudy all day. South Lake is vast and gloomy, with no sun and no moon. It looked like it was going to snow, but it didn't. When it really snows, people have a sixth sense. You don't have to go out or look at the sky. Your ears will become extremely sensitive, and snowflakes will fall on the Yellow River. So, close all the doors and windows and wait.

Thirty, really, I like it very much. It's raining late at night outside the window.

It's raining outside the window! Tick tock, the snoring around me. I like this kind of beauty. 20xx Wang Wang Wang

Talking about the rain outside the window

Missing is like the rain outside the window, turning into everything for you in a predictable space, gently eroding every heartbeat, every breath and every pore of my body.

The wind outside the window glides gently, and the rain outside the window falls slowly.

No matter how much misfortune happens, it will pass, just like the rain outside the window, soaked, wet, gone and far away. Once beautiful, stay in my heart, once sad, put behind me, do not love, do not hate. The past is always the past, that person, that thing, that feeling, whatever you want, is a thing of the past.

Like rainy nights, listening to the rain outside the window and sleeping in a warm quilt, I feel particularly practical.

It's raining outside the window, and my thoughts are soaked. Winter has gone, a ray of spring brings warmth, and the bridge in my hometown is connected with unforgettable friendship.

Lying in bed, listening to the rain outside the window, as beautiful as a song, as beautiful as a poem, as flowing water, as a delicate girl whispering.

Outside the window, it is raining, forming a beautiful ink painting like smoke and fog.

Looking at autumn by the window: the wind outside the window is blowing violently; The rain outside the window is very touching. It is quite cold in early winter. Xu, the autumn in the north has passed like this.

Late at night, the rain outside the window is like my mood at this time, bleak, lonely, unspeakable loneliness!

The rain outside the window has stopped, but it is still raining in my world.

The rain outside the window has stopped and the sky is still gray, because love has stopped.

The rain outside the window can't wet the melancholy heart.

The rain outside the window makes me melancholy. I don't have an umbrella, but I'm afraid you'll catch a cold.

It has been raining outside the window. That's how I miss you. After the rain, it's over between us, right?

The rain outside the window, dripping, lingering for a long time, day and night, no hurry, no delay, quietly knocking on everyone's heart.

Listening to the singing of the rain outside the window is also pleasant. Holding a book on my chest, I imagined Tao Yuanming's intoxication when he touched the harpsichord with his hand, and there was a faint sound of nature that only belonged to him, swimming gently with the meridians.

The rain outside the window woke up whose memory.

Rain outside the window, you in the rain.

The rain outside the window is a tear in my heart.

The rain outside the window, after noon, fell as promised. The distant green hills, like misty rain, are as eternal as ever, coldly looking at all the joys and sorrows in this ancient city.

It's raining outside the window

Quietly guarding the lonely windowsill, unconsciously, it began to rain outside the window. I looked at the unreal scene in the rain through the dim night, which was particularly bleak.

When the wind and rain came outside the window, we had a house. When the storm in our hearts comes.

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.

It began to rain outside the window again, and I thought of you again.

It began to rain outside the window. You were in my dream last night.

When I woke up, it was raining heavily outside the window. The impulse to walk in the rain made me borrow an umbrella from the hotel to feel the rain complex in the big city.

It is already raining outside the window. Are you okay on the other side?

Outside the window, it began to rain sporadically. Everything in the world, under the baptism of rain, shines brightly, and under the wind, it is swaying brilliantly. However, in the near future, it will eventually wither. Get up in cool clothes! Everything is born and everything is dead, just for a moment, like meeting and parting, just like the moment when smoke blooms, gorgeous and colorful, but it will remain beautiful and gradually disappear!

It's raining hard outside the window, and my mind is full of thoughts. Looking at this book is like dreaming. The dream is empty, but now it is real.

Outside the window, it began to rain. It has been raining for two days. Stop, stop. In this way, it has been falling over and over again. As the weather changes, people's moods begin to change. Become very impetuous, very uneasy, very bad, very bad.

It began to rain, and I thought of you. Listening to your songs and watching the rain outside the window, I thought of loving you.

Some things are always so coincidence. Just as the rain was about to go out, it began to rain outside the window. This light rain, just like her name, is beautiful and a little cold.

There is a dull and dignified atmosphere outside the window. Soon it began to rain, and this dullness was broken, and there was a sadness that penetrated everything outside the window. All the lights are connected to every drop of rain, and every drop of bright light is broken on the ground, singing songs without melody and dancing with merciless loneliness.

It began to rain outside the window. It was dusk, the sky was hazy, the night lights were dim, and the pedestrians on the road were in twos and threes, not less than usual. My mother stood in the corner of the balcony and looked thoughtfully at the pedestrians walking in a hurry or leisurely outside the window. They were holding umbrellas, laughing or leaning, and their tiny steps broke the silence of the night, which made her heartache.

I was in the classroom, looking out of the window, and it began to rain, and suddenly it rained cats and dogs.

Outside the window, it began to rain, and a drop of rain fell from the sky to the ground. Can you hear its lonely voice?

It began to rain in Mao Mao outside the window. Small raindrops hit the window, splashing dots, and two or three drops got together and slipped down the glass window. Take a breath of cold air to wash away fatigue.

I was awakened by the ticking in my sleep. When I woke up, I realized it was raining outside the window. Sometimes the rain is mild, sometimes it is violent. The tinderbox outside the window clanked like a crazy musician, constantly knocking on this instrument, sometimes impatient, sometimes gentle.

It was raining in Mao Mao, and it began to rain outside the window. Quietly listening to the rain, beating my heart. Quietly listening to the rain, telling my heart over and over again. It's just that my heart has become a quiet feeling.

When it is raining outside the window, when you listen to the sound of rain, is the person who reminds you of tears the first thing that comes to mind?