Tell me about those people who were awakened by the rain.

I was awakened by the crackling rain in the morning!

I didn't go to bed until 12. I was just awakened by the rain outside. It's raining hard and windy. I wanted to turn over and go back to sleep, but my stomach growled in time. I'm hungry.

Scratch, scratch and scratch, and the drowsiness is awakened. I don't know how many times, how many years, how many days, I have been used to this cold rainy night. For more than ten years, I used to like rain. Hearing the sound of rain, I ran out, leaving only the sound of slamming the door and the voice of my parents. I don't like rain or running now.

It was about three or four o'clock in the morning. I was awakened by the sound of rain. Is it raining?

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. My heart trembled slightly and my mood relaxed with the rain in front of me. I haven't seen the scene of rain for a long time, and I feel the fragrance, warmth and unusual of rain.

I forgot to close the window last night ~ I was awakened by the rain. I thought there would be firecrackers outside that year. I just know that all kinds of sleeping, waking and dreaming are outrageous.

At the moment when I was awakened by the sound of rain at four in the morning, I realized that I had never learned to let go. I miss you so much that I can only meditate silently. Forget it, bless you.

I've been under a lot of pressure recently and my sleep quality is not very good.

The wind stopped and the whole world shook. Lie down and sleep. I don't know if it will rain after the wind leaves tonight, and I don't know if those who are sleeping will be awakened by the sound of rain. Sometimes, it is often those casual things that can stir people's hearts the most. Don't ask me what it is, you know the answer very well.

It rained heavily and I woke up soon. According to the weather forecast, it will be sunny tomorrow. I know the result of rain, but I don't know our result, but I like the sound of rain too much.

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, doubts hang 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 to listen to the rain quietly, listening to the rain, listening to the interweaving of my heart and the rain curtain, and getting a wet 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.

Insomnia, listening to the rain

I can't sleep on my birthday. I don't know if it's because of age pressure, anxiety or anxiety. At three o'clock in the morning, listening to the falling rain outside and listening to songs with headphones, I probably don't want to grow up and want to be a little girl! Happy birthday.

It is customary to define rain as God is crying for me. I am used to thinking and remembering quietly in the rain. Accustomed to countless sleepless nights, holding my knees and listening to the rain.

I can't sleep when it rains. The sound of rain makes me fidgety and bored. I hate rainy days.

Such a cold night, such a cold insomnia, listen to the rain.

Listening to the rain outside the window, sipping slightly drunk, insomnia.

Listening to the rain is one of my favorite things. I shouldn't lose sleep tonight.

I am really poisonous, too. I accidentally fell asleep in the afternoon when it rained, and bought cheese oolong tea at night. Although drinking tea usually won't cause insomnia, I'm really a little energetic now. I can only watch the ball. Croatia won the game away? ?

Listening to the ticking rain outside, I think I have insomnia. Yes, I am stubborn and strong, but what's wrong with me? ?

Listening to the rain outside, I can't believe I only slept for an hour, and then I woke up with insomnia. I brushed Weibo and ate some European and American melons.

All hypnosis methods have been tried, but I still can't sleep. People who suffer from insomnia are the most pitiful. Keep listening to the rain.

If I have insomnia, I'll find a hypnotic song list to listen to. It's all raining. Listen, I can't sleep, and I want to pee.

Last night, I spent the whole night listening to the rain. If we dream together in the rain, how different the realm is, or how delicious it is to lose sleep together in the rain.

I really want to, really want to, really want to get to autumn soon. Listening to the rain and falling asleep, cold goose bumps are the feeling I have to imagine every time I lose sleep. ?

Listening to the majestic rain, thinking about broken thoughts, completely insomnia. I hope it will rain less and less; I hope that the relatives who are evacuating the trapped residents will be steady and steady; I hope I can go to town tomorrow. ?

Listening to the rain, thinking about sad things and people, lying in bed with cold body, insomnia and congestive heart?

Is the sound of rain disturbing my thoughts, or is laziness killing my drowsiness? The rain outside the window wet my eyes, and the sleepless night was a bit difficult.

After listening to the rain for two hours, I still can't sleep. Is this the rhythm of insomnia until dawn?

The taste of insomnia is really hard. I have done enough exercise, but I am still not sleepy or tired. I can only listen to the rain quietly. A new day has begun, come on! ?

Listening to the rain, sleeping, sleeping at home when it rains, just to make up for my insomnia and diarrhea.

Listening to the rain all night, allergic. Insomnia, annoyance.

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?