Talking about autumn rain

1. Autumn rain brings a harvest song to the earth and a happy song to the children.

2. Autumn rain, like smoke and fog, floats silently in the rubble of the open space, on the dead branches and leaves, and gets wet on the ground, the house and the trees.

3, autumn rain, dripping underground, like an endless picture scroll.

4, autumn rain rustling, like my inner monologue, ten years suddenly, where should I go?

5. Autumn rain shines all over the sky like a pearl.

6, broken bridge and cool rain, looking back at strangers, kissing in tears, buried for ten years.

7. There is a lot of rain in autumn, which is always dripping and you can't go anywhere. However, the air has become fresh, no longer dry, and once the rain stops, the autumn is crisp and beautiful.

The sky washed by autumn rain is as blue as the sea. Clouds of white clouds float slowly on the water like canoes sailing.

9. Autumn rain rustling, this is it playing. Play with yellow rice fields, red maple trees, golden everywhere, and autumn colors symbolizing maturity and harvest.

10, the drizzle in autumn seems like heaven crying and waiting for a miracle.

1 1. Autumn rain is a key. It is cool and gentle, gently, gently, and opens the door of autumn when you are not paying attention.

12, a drop of autumn rain hit my cold noodles, and my heart cooled a little.

13, the sunset shines in the autumn rain in the mountains, and Zhu Yan resigned from the village.

14, a curtain of autumn rain rustles, and misty rain obscures the whole south of the Yangtze River.

Yu Qiu, talk about sentences.

1. Autumn rain brings happiness and sadness to people. Maybe you will ask, autumn, an interesting harvest season, how can it become sad? This is because there is a Mid-Autumn Festival in autumn, which is a reunion festival. Won't those wanderers be sad? From these yellow leaves that left the tree, I thought of those wanderers who left their hometown. I thought I couldn't reunite with my family and eat round moon cakes together. How sad and sad I was at that time! Everything slowly begins to sleep in the footsteps of autumn, and the fallen leaves on the ground are slowly taken away by the wind and rain.

Second, the autumn rain rendered a quiet autumn rain rhyme. The earth in autumn was originally so noisy, but after the baptism of autumn rain, everything was so quiet, which showed the charm of autumn rain, quiet autumn rain rhyme, desolate and elegant.

It doesn't rain much, but it won't stop. This autumn rain, like a gentle spring breeze, falls on me like a cold winter breeze, washing away the sadness in my heart. I wander in my dream, as if the world has nothing to do with me except the autumn rain. The rain tonight is particularly fresh, and my mood tonight is like autumn rain, with a touch of sadness.

Fourth, the autumn rain falls silently, like the silver thread spit out by countless silkworm mothers, obliquely and densely woven, and the desolate bitterness has already been exposed. Her rain curtain is dense, and a bead curtain is hung between heaven and earth.

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

6. Peach and plum trees are in bloom. In the spring wind, after the autumn rain, the leaves fall to the ground. The palaces in the west and south are scattered with evening grass, and the steps are piled with red leaves that are not swept.

Seven, autumn rain is cold, because it falls from the sky so high, so high, too high. It's too cold up there. How can it not be cold? Autumn rain is bitter, falling from such a high sky and infiltrating into such a deep and cold underground. How can it not be bitter or astringent? Autumn rain is tears, tears in the sky, freezing cold, so everything wet by autumn rain will be ready to hibernate, right? Only pine and cypress can't, because the roots of pine and cypress are so tight and deep that autumn rain can't reach them, so deep that pine and cypress have an ancient Spartan heart, which can't tolerate tenderness and can't feel the cold, bitterness and pain of autumn rain.

Eight, the rain hit the banana leaves, and it rained for several nights. I am waiting for tears to remind you who you love.

Nine, the sunset in the mountains shines deep in autumn rain, and Zhu Yan's words are reflected in the mirror.

Ten, autumn rain brought the joy of harvest, rain dripped down, flowers and fruits on the ground, rice fields greedily absorbed the dew of autumn rain, autumn rain moistened everything on the earth with its dew without reservation. In rice fields and fields, the happy smiles of farmers' uncles infected me and made me more grateful for the autumn rain. They spread vegetable seeds in the fields hopefully in spring, plowing, fertilizing and watering all summer. In autumn, he can finally enjoy the joy of harvest, just as Xin Qiji wrote in his poem: In the fragrance of rice and flowers, there is a bumper harvest, listening to frogs. And all this is due to the autumn rain, which selflessly dedicated her dew to the earth.

Eleven, autumn rain, it is a precursor to harvest, autumn rain will water the mature crops for the last time, so that farmers have a bumper harvest. At the same time, every rain will bring happiness to every child. They play in the autumn rain. Even if the rain wets their hair and clothes, they don't feel cold. This is the joy of autumn rain!

Twelve, autumn rain, there is no delicate warmth of spring rain, nor generous warmth of summer rain, but it is so quiet and elegant. In the autumn rain, I experienced a smoky gloom, a crystal clear and refreshing. That is a shy little girl, shy but so quietly listening to my heart.

Thirteen, a drop of autumn rain hit my cold face, and my heart became cold.

Fourteen, open the window, the fresh fragrance comes with the fragrance of the earth, and the meaning is concise and elegant like poetry. I want three points of Yi 'an's charm, three points of Dongpo's heroism, three points of Tao Qian's indifference, three points of Li Bai's broadmindedness, three points of Nalan's artistic conception, and then listen to the natural rain.

Fifteen, autumn rain is so touching and desolate, she opened the door of autumn, indicating that we: autumn is here. Her beauty infected the leaves on the tree, and Ye Er wanted to follow in her footsteps, falling with the wind and dancing in the air, giving people quiet reverie and meditation.

Sixteen, a person walking in a country road, perhaps because of the company of autumn rain, does not seem to feel lonely. Autumn rain dripped in my mind, smoothing my mood. All the loneliness has gone with the autumn wind, leaving only Yu Qiu and I to tell each other our worries. As if it were a dream.

Seventeen, this is autumn rain. Without the hope brought by spring rain, without the prosperity brought by summer rain, even the brewing brought by winter snow is gone. It only brings frustration and pain. No wonder people often say that autumn will never be the season of love! But a good season to break up!

Eighteen, the night rain is raining, the golden wind is thin, and the leaves are falling. Sentences describing autumn rain. 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. Is this autumn rain? Yes, it is. But it is no longer sad autumn rain, but full of hope. Just like life, there are sadness and happiness. The scenery along this road may be bleak, but perhaps at the next turning point, you will see a brand-new scenery: misty rain, misty clouds, red paths, fragrant fields and green places, songbirds hiding green leaves and swallows separated by bamboo curtains.

Nineteen, waiting for the rain is the fate of the umbrella; Waiting for you is my lifelong pursuit.

I like to throw away my umbrella in the autumn rain and get wet boldly. Autumn rain is cool, like the feeling of drinking mint tea to moisten the throat. In the autumn rain, it is a kind of faint desolation, and the faint sadness covers my heart like a gauze. I am often caught in the autumn rain when I am sad. I feel so sad. It is good to have a companion. Being caught in the rain freed me from the whole body and enjoyed the beauty of nature at zero distance. It adds beauty to my mind, and there are always some poems in my mind to embellish her; It adds color to my feelings, and my heart often jumps out of some feelings to decorate it. So it becomes unique in my heart.

Twenty-one, when I am sad, I can't help but sigh: This is the first, how can I be sad? Lying in bed listening to the rain, although there is no emotional appeal of leaning against the building to listen to the autumn rain, my heart has a general taste. This is a stirring sound of nature, far away and close, ethereal and realistic, like the tinkling of spring water, like the loving nagging of mother, like the music played by Beethoven, like the heartfelt wishes of friends.

Twenty-two, the most is the human cool thin, autumn rain cold clear autumn.

Twenty-three, as the saying goes, an autumn rain is a cold. When you hide under the eaves, when you hide in an empty place, when you hide in a place where no one is there, you seem to hear the rustling of autumn rain. I opened the window and held out my little hand. A drop of autumn rain fell into my hand. I looked at the raindrops, and the autumn rain was as crystal as pearls. This autumn rain not only represents desolation and sadness, but also represents a drop. I see, there is also an implicit taste of harvest. Autumn rain fell on sorghum, and sorghum blushed with laughter. Autumn rain fell on the rice, the rice smiled and bent, and the earth was golden! What a bumper harvest!

Twenty-four, the rain, dripping, cold and soft, beats a beautiful melody under the autumn rain, lingering, like crying, standing in the rain, feeling the coolness of late autumn, a tired heart gradually feels released.

25. I like to walk in the autumn rain and feel its coolness. Stroll in the autumn rain and feel the baptism of autumn rain on people and everything in the world. Stretch out your hands, and the rain will fall into your hands as smoothly as milk; Taste the rain with your mouth, with a little sweetness; Smell the autumn rain with your nose, it seems to have a faint fragrance; Appreciate the autumn rain with your eyes. It is like a fairy falling from the sky and happily falling into the happy dance of the world.

Twenty-six, open the window, the fresh fragrance comes with the fragrance of the soil, and the meaning is poetic and elegant. I want three points of Yi 'an's charm, three points of Dongpo's heroism, three points of Tao Qian's indifference, three points of Li Bai's broadmindedness, three points of Nalan's artistic conception, and then listen to the natural rain.

Twenty-seven, walking in the rain, feeling the silence and loneliness of the rain alone. It is easy to wither because of hatred, more ruthless, as if life has come to an end, extremely desperate. Suddenly, an autumn chrysanthemum stood proudly in the wind and rain. Xichun prefers residual red folding. This made me see the vitality of life again. In a flash, the gloom in my heart vanished, and I showed vitality and anger again.

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

29. Autumn rain brings happiness and sadness to people. Maybe you will ask, autumn, an interesting harvest season, how can it become sad? This is because there is a Mid-Autumn Festival in autumn, which is a reunion festival. Won't those wanderers be sad? From these yellow leaves that left the tree, I thought of those wanderers who left their hometown. I thought I couldn't reunite with my family and eat round moon cakes together. How sad and sad I was at that time! Everything slowly begins to sleep in the footsteps of autumn, and the fallen leaves on the ground are slowly taken away by the wind and rain.

Thirty, in the new cold, wine knocks on the window and rains, and the fragrance is fine and autumn is lingering.

From this minute on, between the spring breeze and the autumn rain, I will slowly disappear from you for half a year.

Talk about it with autumn rain

There are endless words, unspeakable sadness, cold autumn rain and touching scenes. Since I can't tell you everything, let this scene stop here.

Autumn rain ... all this is so sad in my eyes.

Spring water is born, spring forest is blooming, and the spring breeze is ten miles, which is not as good as you. Autumn leaves have fallen, and autumn rain continues. I am worried about autumn, just for you.

Autumn rain is a precursor to a bumper harvest. It will water the mature crops for the last time, so that farmers can get a bumper harvest. At the same time, every rain will bring happiness to every child. They play in the autumn rain. Even if the rain wets their hair and clothes, they don't feel cold. This is the joy of autumn rain!

People can't live without love, especially without love. Being unloved is terrible, but it is even more terrible if your love instinct is hopeless. If you can't be loved, it's a dark road, and a loving heart can still shine on you, but if you don't love at all, it will be like continuous autumn rain, making your life cold.

The misty autumn rain evokes the waves of memories. The cold years are playing with the lingering autumn rain, which is strange and cold.

Look, the beautiful rain flower stones reveal the exquisite thoughts of thousands of years. Listen, the autumn rain in October is dancing with innocent little dreams. Kissing the quiet fragrance of flowers is like looking at flowers one after another, with a faint fragrance rising from the corners of your mouth and folding into a faint orchid sadness.

I'll see you again. Remember, it's not moss or mushrooms. It's orange. 500 candles light a banana boat, ginkgo trees hide persimmon rain, wheat fields are harvested after autumn rain, sunflowers are picked against the sunset, you want a bronze whistle, and you get a river full of gold quilts.

The autumn rain is cool, one petal falls and one pulse is fragrant, which is as unforgettable as a fleeting time, and there is nowhere to hide a handful of leisure worries.

Rainy days, I long for rainy days. Although it's autumn rain, it's good to see the dry pond wet. Rainy days, intermittent rainy days, under my umbrella, youth and love sprout quietly like seeds.

No one can hug themselves on that autumn night.

It may be autumn rain, so raindrops always have a touch of sadness. Suddenly I feel very nostalgic, I miss last year's autumn rain, I miss the bleak back in the rain, and I miss that chilling smile.

The autumn rain is falling and fluttering. As silk, as silk, as fog, as smoke. Cool silk falls on the face and flows into the mouth, sweet, like rice wine and honey, intoxicating, dreamy and infatuated.

Meeting the right person at the right time is a fairy tale. Meeting the right person at the wrong time is youth. We have nothing to say in the spring breeze and autumn rain, but we lost contact in the spring breeze and autumn rain. Unforgettable is not that summer, but the ordinary and steady gentleness of your side face.

When you open the window, the fresh fragrance is accompanied by the fragrance of the earth, and the meaning is concise and elegant like poetry. I want three points of Yi 'an's charm, three points of Dongpo's heroism, three points of Tao Qian's indifference, three points of Li Bai's broadmindedness, three points of Nalan's artistic conception, and then listen to the natural rain.

Maybe you just flaunted cicadas for a summer, and an autumn rain was enough to make me forget you.

An autumn rain is cold, and a rain is colder than a rain.

Autumn rain is like a round pearl, but also like a slippery jade, scattered and intermittent.

Autumn rain is so touching and desolate, she pushed open the door of autumn, indicating that autumn has arrived. Her beauty infected the leaves on the tree, and Ye Er wanted to follow in her footsteps, falling with the wind and dancing in the air, giving people quiet reverie and meditation.

A person walking on a country road, perhaps because of the company of autumn rain, does not seem to feel lonely. Autumn rain dripped in my mind, smoothing my mood. All the loneliness has gone with the autumn wind, leaving only Yu Qiu and I to tell each other our worries. As if it were a dream.

Yu Classic Talking Sentences

Every morning, geese take off. Through the morning glow, through the white clouds, rushed out of the gust, thrown into the dusk, and finally, perched in the reeds at night. Can you say that they live in darkness every day?

2. In my short life, at a certain moment in many lives, it is such a slight sentence. After years of chewing, I still feel so warm and sweet.

3. Turbid midstream cannot bring clear downstream.

The declining world is trapped in rumors, and rumors are indispensable in troubled times. Shengshi doesn't care about rumors. About rumors

5, holiness will always encounter meanness, and meanness is always specious, which has always been the case. till the seas dry up and the rocks crumble

6. Modernity is not just a period of time. Modernity is tolerance, modernity is tolerance, modernity is broad, and it is broad now. historical remains

7. Compared with poverty and chaos, we will certainly have prosperity and order, but more importantly, we will have beautiful comfort, which is the poetry that philosophers yearn for.

8, burn with fire, burn more attentively, so when history becomes glass, life also becomes glass. The achievements of these two kiln changes are the real treasures of mankind. Frosted long river glazed glass

9. Rodin said, what is sculpture? That is to get rid of those unwanted things on the stone. Our own sculptures should also be chiseled away from those foreign impurities attached in the name of friends. If you don't chisel it off, you won't have a decent self.

10. Poets are more self-centered than beautiful women. They built another wall of dignity with poetry.

1 1. Silence is a girl's biggest cry. There is always a person who has been living in the bottom of my heart, but has disappeared into life.

12, I had that glorious day, didn't I? However, it is as short and fleeting as a meteor in the night sky.

13, only in the modern hustle and bustle, the tranquility of the ruins has power; Only in the meditation of modern people can the ruins rise to fables. historical remains

14, as long as history does not stop and time does not go backwards, everything will age. When you are old, give the world a kind of beauty peacefully. Pretending to be naive is the cruelest form of self-abuse. historical remains

15, leave a blank in the hearts of China people! Let the ancients leave a few footprints in modern times, and let modern times gaze at the ancients calmly. Ruins are nothing to be ashamed of. The ruins need not be covered. We are too good at covering up. historical remains

16 They said, Don't be naive. Steady. They are all fine, but can I relive my childhood happiness for the last time? Then I will abandon that childlike innocence and be a mature and steady person that everyone wants me to be. I have always wondered, if they see my happy expression at that moment, will they always urge me to grow up and make me mature?

17, busy people in contemporary metropolises occasionally come to Jiangnan town on holidays or other opportunities, and they will immediately purify the usual administrative noise, personnel noise, fame and fortune, intrigue and intrigue, and hear their heartbeat in the hollow sound of shoes stepping on the street stone. Soon, they will walk into an empty consciousness and linger, but unfortunately they will eventually come back and return to that kind of noise and noise.

18, without tragic, there is no sublimity without tragic. Xuefeng is great because the hillside is full of the remains of climbers; The sea is great, because there are sunken ships floating everywhere; The moon landing was great because of the fall of Challenger. Life is great, because there is white hair, farewell and helpless loss.

19, no one should avoid and cover up some of the simplest and natural life topics such as age. No matter how high the position, no matter how much wealth, no matter how great the disaster, compared with the passage of youth, the vicissitudes of years, the eyes of young and old, and the interweaving of life and death, it has become superficial. The northern geese were singing, and the old emperor and the old beggar heard it together; Cold mountains sweep graves, but the tears of the elders and the tears of the younger generation are different in weight. About age

20. The sea of books is vast, the tide of words is rolling, the pages are noisy and the ink is misty. This is a market-oriented and diversified modern cultural landscape. We have been looking forward to it for many years. Don't be at a loss and complain. Remove excessive guard sensitivity, reduce high debate consciousness, reduce unnecessary pen and ink lawsuits, let eyes get used to noise, let ears get used to abnormal noise, and if they are not used to it, watch less and listen less. Make your own decisions, look at something pleasing to the eye, take a few bites of fresh food, taste something delicious, and leave lightly if you feel a little uncomfortable. I have no obligation to receive everything I don't want to receive, even if someone calls the roll at the door, closes the window, closes the curtain, reposes, and opens Tchaikovsky or blind A Bing. People say that in modern society, you must learn to be sharp and quick, but I advocate adding a dull and dull. How long is a person's life span? It's hard to meet a more serious era than this. Save your energy and do something you want to do. Where can I spend time with strangers? The wind outside the door and the clouds on the horizon will soon be gone, so we should not take them seriously, even if they are made up of black and white.

2 1, what I see is always the barren valley shrouded by the most beautiful moonlight. I saw an orphan with complete friendship surrounded by my closest friends. I think the most complaining sigh is always directed at my early friends. I have seen the strongest alliance, mostly for profit. I saw it. The most determined separation is mostly because of emotion. I think the easiest way to reconcile is a hundred years of bloody battle. I think the most unsolvable thing is a half-sentence of disharmony. I see that the most vulgar friendship, soaked in surging wine, is getting bigger and bigger. I saw that the most elegant friendship was faded by ignorant markers. I find that it is always the little people who are the first to reach the brink of death. I found that my best friend was always the last to be told the bad news.