2, lingering rain, weaving a thin veil, I put up an umbrella, out of the house, strolling in the rain on the field, if any rain, gently drifting across my brow, swept through my arms, kissed my cheeks. In the rain of autumn or winter rain, I do not know whether it is the rain, my feet stepped out of the small order of a euphonious, and the air is floating in the air is a gentle silk bamboo.
3, the feeling of autumn rain and autumn rhyme, I will be in this fall, will be all the memory of the story remake, will be all the experience of the collection, framed a perfect picture, placed in the space of my memory, in the four seasons of the spare time, and then go to read carefully.
4, after the third autumn rain, under the intermittent? Fragments of memory also seem to be green and yellow, autumn rain, insinuating your love affair, lingering, the end. The end, the beginning. I see that you are actually lonely, I guess I do not have you free? The old man messed up the heart?
5, strolling in the rain, alone to feel the rain of silence and loneliness. By virtue of sending a heavy hate, easy to wither, more or less merciless wind and rain autumn rain silk, as if life has come to an end, incomparable despair. Suddenly, an autumn chrysanthemum proudly in the wind and rain. The spring is more choose the remnants of the red fold. This again let me see the vigor of life. In an instant, the sadness in my heart dissipated, and I again showed vigor and vitality.
6, wood leaves have returned to the road, where the moon and wind. The message is half floating and sinking, tonight, how many lovesickness. The fall rain, the fall rain, half of the west wind blowing away.
7, that autumn rain, as long ago as the lovers are talking about the love, affectionate; as the dying old man is talking about the world of attachment, let a person mourn.
8, you see the fine as weaving the autumn rain, like an old man through the vicissitudes of life, like the old man, after experiencing too many sensational, know that plain is the most important in the world, all the honor halo achievement? All just temporary, no matter who, can not always stand in the peak, there is always sitting at the bottom of the mountain rest time.
9. Look, it's raining again. Rain like silk, and light and thin, can not hear the pattering sound, and do not feel the drenching of the fish pouring. Only feel as if this is a kind of wet smoke, gently moisturizing the earth and hearts. Under the nourishment of the spring rain, the wheat seedlings grow greener and the cauliflowers bloom more golden. In a crisscrossing field ditch, spring water murmured. Young trees, willows spread their branches and leaves in the spring rain, greedily sucking in the sweet rainwater.
10. The rain of autumn is a key. It carries coolness and gentleness, and gently, gently, while you are not paying attention, opens the door of autumn.
11, the rain in the fall dashing, always bring a feeling of bleakness.? The rain on the sycamore tree leaves is dashing. , a poem, seven words, but will be a picture of autumn rain depicted. Reading this poem, a feeling of desolation arises. Autumn rain dashes down, washing away the heat of summer. Autumn rain doesn't necessarily mean bleakness, but also a bountiful harvest.
12. Autumn rain, not as delicate and gentle as spring rain, not as bold and warm as summer rain, but so serene and elegant. Autumn rain, I appreciate a kind of smoke like remote, a crystal-like refreshing.
13, autumn rain cold, because it fell from so high so high on the nine heavens, too high too high.? The heights are too high to be cold? , so how could it not be cold? Autumn rain is bitter, from so high so high in the sky fell and seeped into so deep so cold underground, how can not bitter, how can not astringent it? Autumn rain is a tear, is the sky's tears, cold to the bone, so get to the fall rain things, will be ready to hibernate, right? Only the pines will not, because the roots of the pines so tight so deep, deep to the rain can not be reached, deep to let the pines have an ancient Spartan warrior-like heart, has not been able to tolerate the tenderness, has long been unable to feel the cold of the autumn rain, autumn rain, bitter, the pain of the autumn rain?
14, night rain dashing, golden wind fine, leaf leaf sycamore fall. Lying in bed, listening to the rain outside the window, such as a song as wonderful, such as poetry as cozy, like clouds and water, but also like a delicate girl whispering. Is this the fall rain? Yes, it is. But it is no longer the sad autumn rain, but full of hope. Just like life, there are sad and happy. The road may be bleak, but perhaps the next turn of the road, will see a completely new scenery: drizzle haze, smoke and clouds, the path is scarce, the green field green, green leaves hide warblers, curtains between the swallows?
15, when I am sad, leaning against the building to listen to the autumn rain, can not help but sigh:? This is the first time, how a word of sadness? Lying in bed listening to the rain, although not? Leaning on the building to listen to the autumn rain? The mood, but have a different general flavor in the heart. This is a kind of heartstrings of the heavenly music, very far and very close, very ethereal and very real, like the tinkling of the spring, like a mother's loving nagging, like Beethoven in the performance of music, like a friend in the heart of the matter.
16, autumn rain, silent fall, like countless silkworms spit out the silver, dense diagonal weaving, bleak and grudging has long been revealed, her rain curtains are so dense, for heaven and earth hung a curtain of pearls.
17. Autumn rain fell, fluttering. Like silk, like silk, like fog, like smoke. Falling on the face of the cool silk, flowing into the mouth, sweet, like rice wine, like honey, so that people such as drunk, such as a dream, such as crazy, such as drunkenness.
18, autumn rain without the warmth of spring rain and sentimental; no summer rain of the bombardment, greatly generous; not to mention the winter rain of the cold and indifference; there is just a simple appearance, simple scenes and a trace of sadness that makes people feel sadness.
19, autumn rain like a curtain, I lifted the corner of that curtain, into the autumn rain, feel the hazy mood in the autumn rain, enjoy the autumn rain of the silk coolness. In the autumn rhyme, feel the poetry of the autumn rhyme, enjoy the victory of the autumn rhyme. This is God's favor to human beings, this is God's gift to human beings. At this time, my heart is like the autumn rain, God is like the autumn rhyme, washed out soul, sublimation in the autumn rain.
20, the autumn rain is so lingering, bleak, she pushed open the door of autumn, heralded us: autumn has come. Her beauty infected the trees on the leaves, leaves want to follow her footprints, with the wind falling, dancing in the air, giving people a quiet reverie and contemplation.
21, the sky washed by the autumn rain, as blue as the sea. The white clouds are like light boats with sails, floating slowly on the water.
22, soft and fresh melody, warm music language, lead the way to the mood of reverie, as if the simple spring, into the earth, into the autumn, the melting pot of everyone's heart, with the advent of the autumn rain, a full of coated with joy, the harvest of the colorful autumn style paintings were suddenly displayed in front of our eyes.
23, the passing of the years, the cycle of seasons, only the autumn to my deepest imprint. Autumn rain and autumn rhyme, give people unlimited reverie, unlimited enlightenment. Autumn, autumn rain, autumn leaves, autumn rhyme, with reserve, with shyness, approaching my side.
24, I love the autumn rain, more love in the autumn rain walk. Autumn rain, feel the poetry of autumn in the rain, but there is a different kind of interest. Autumn rain is not as gentle as spring rain, not as sharp as summer rain, autumn rain is very fine, fine rain sprinkled on the body like jade cool and pleasant.
25, perhaps because it is autumn rain, so the raindrops always with a hint of faint sadness. Suddenly feel incomparable longing, longing for last year's autumn rain, longing for that rain in the back of the depression, longing for that chilling smile.
26, the rain is not big, but down a non-stop, this autumn rain like a gentle spring breeze, but also like that cold winter wind, drifting down on me, rinse my deepest feelings of sadness. I am in the memory of the dream floating, as if in addition to the autumn rain, the world has nothing to do with me. Tonight's rain is extraordinarily refreshing, and my mood tonight resembles that autumn rain, with a hint of faint sadness.
27, the rain changed the color of the sky. Under the sun, the sky is an endless blue. However, in the rain, the sky has become gray, light gray has a kind of melancholy feeling, strumming the sentimental people's heart strings. But, for the farmers, what is this rain is clearly a golden thread of silver!
28, the distant high-rise, close to the cottage, are shrouded by the autumn rain, the highway a wet, is a thin layer of the soul of the autumn rain, the wheels rolled over, there? Hiss? The sound of continuous, as if playing a harmonious tune!
29, in my eyes, autumn is a good season, although it is not than the spring recovery and summer energetic, but it also has its unique. Autumn has no spring fall scenery, has no summer cool. Fall, fall. Your footsteps are getting closer and closer to us now.
30, at first however, into the fall, as if there is no sign, the first day or the weather is hot, hot sun hanging high, and then the next day, the weather began to cloud down, the heart speculated that this is the beginning of another hot and dry weather, and the autumn rain on the rain down. I was actually a wave of inexplicable joy, so pack up the panic mood, appreciate the fall rain to?