The rain outside the window is still falling.

The rain outside the window is still falling, and you want to tell me something, but I can’t hear it anymore...

I heard that the rain outside the window is still falling, but it’s a pity that the rain outside the window is still falling. The sidemen changed several times.

When I came to the company, I saw the rain outside the window was still falling heavily. I opened the street window and saw pedestrians outside the window strolling forward under small umbrellas with red flowers. Their skirts fluttered with their footsteps. This is a colorful and dynamic rainy season in Jiangnan.

The rain outside the window is still falling. I don’t know whose vision is blurred and whose time is messed up.

The rain outside the window is still falling, but the people watching the rain have changed several times, familiar places and unfamiliar faces.

The rain outside the window is still falling, but the person I love is still unforgettable.

The rain outside the window is still falling non-stop. Tonight, I hope my friends will see peach blossoms all over the mountains and fields in their dreams again, but I even hope that my father will be in the dream where the peach blossoms are in full bloom.

The rain outside the window is still falling, and my tears have never stopped. A question flashed in my mind, if I say goodbye, will we really never see each other again? I dare not think about the ending, because I am so afraid that I will never see you again

The rain outside the window is still falling, yes The day was a bit bleak. Sitting in front of the window and watching the big and small beads falling on the jade plate, I couldn't help but feel sad.

The rain outside the window was still raging, and I had to choose to continue walking.

Outside the window, the rain is still falling. I made a pot of chrysanthemum tea. Turning on the nice light music, I tasted, listened and enjoyed it

The rain outside the window is still dripping non-stop. Imagine your wet clothes and cold body in the rain , trembling slightly.

Tick-tock, tick-tock The rain outside the window is still dripping slowly. This seems like a dream. No, this is not a dream, but a beautiful and peaceful reality.

The rain outside the window is still falling, wetting the corners of your clothes and chilling anyone's heart. You are taking hurried steps, splashing ripples, and the flowers are dropped by you and fall in the shallow puddles. You seem to have noticed it, but you only glanced at it briefly. You thought you would pick it up, but it was just a one-man show.

Outside the window, the rain is still falling, and the longing is still going on. Whenever the night is as cold as water, I like to quietly look up at the sky. In that misty sky, in addition to the moon, stars and sun, there are also my Thoughts are hanging around, and as long as there is a gentle breeze, it can set off countless waves of thoughts. If you don't believe it, you can hear the wind coming towards you.

The rain outside the window is still falling, washing away the dust of the day.

The rain outside the window is still falling, and I am still waiting for you here.

You see, the rain is still falling outside the window, and the lights in the room have not been turned off. You and I have gone from talking about everything to staying silent.

The rain outside the window is still falling, but it seems less free and happy, and it has become more coquettish. The evening wind carried the raindrops and swirled deeply in the dark night sky, and the hem of my skirt was flying, seeming to mess up my wounds again.

The world has become quiet, and only the rain outside the window is still with me. The raindrops slowly fell to the ground, and in cooperation with me, I wrote this piece of thinking about you. Talk about the rain outside the window

Longing is like the rain outside the window, transforming into everything about you in the foreseeable space, tenderly eroding my every heartbeat, every breath, and everything in my body Every pore

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

No matter how many misfortunes there are, they are all in the past and will pass away, just like the rain outside the window, it has been wet, gone, and far away. The beauty of the past should be kept in the bottom of my heart, and the sadness of the past should be put behind the mind, without love or hatred. The past is the past, that person, that thing, that love, no matter how much you miss them, they are just clouds and smoke.

I like rainy nights, listening to the sound of rain outside the window, sleeping in a warm bed, feeling particularly at ease.

The rain outside the window soaks my thoughts in a lush and colorful way. Winter is gone, a ray of spring brings warmth, and the bridge of my hometown connects me with unforgettable friendship.

Lying on the bed, listening to the sound of rain outside the window, it is as beautiful as a song, as comfortable as poetry, like flowing clouds and flowing water, and like a delicate girl whispering.

Outside the window, the rain pattered down, forming a beautiful ink painting like smoke and fog.

Looking at autumn from the window: the wind outside the window is biting; the rain outside the window is very lingering. There is quite a bit of coolness in early winter. Perhaps, autumn in the north has just passed.

It is late at night, and the rain outside the window is just like my mood at this time, desolate, lonely, and indescribably lonely!

The rain outside the window has stopped, but It’s still raining in my world.

The rain outside the window stopped, but the sky was still gray because love also stopped.

The rain outside the window cannot wet my melancholy heart.

The rain outside the window makes me melancholy. I didn’t bring an umbrella, but I was worried that you would catch a cold.

The rain keeps falling outside the window, that is why I miss you. After the rain, will it end like this between us?

The rain outside the window is pattering, lingering and lingering for a long time, regardless of night and day, taking no time or slowness, beating quietly touching everyone's heart.

Listening to the singing of the rain outside the window is equally pleasant. Put a book on your chest and imagine Tao Yuanming's intoxication when he played the stringless harp with his hands. You can vaguely feel the sounds of nature that belong only to you, gently traveling along the meridians.

The rain outside the window reminds someone of their memories.

The rain outside the window, you in the rain.

The rain outside the window is the tears in my heart.

The rain outside the window fell down as if to keep an appointment after noon. The green mountains in the distance seemed to be eternal despite the mist and rain. I could see the old city passing by with a cold look. The world of sorrow and joy. Talk about the space where it’s raining outside the window

1. It’s raining, and I’m thinking of you.

2. It’s raining. Do you have an umbrella?

3. It rains every time you are in a bad mood.

4. Raining is the best weather for sleeping.

5. On rainy days, I like rainy days without wind!

6. I would rather get wet in the rain if I can’t find an umbrella I like.

7. Look, it’s raining; listen, my heart is crying.

8. My eyes are making rain for you, but my heart is holding an umbrella for you.

9. I like to sleep in the house on rainy days.

10. It rains every day, which makes me feel depressed and annoying.

11. The heaviest rain I have ever been exposed to is the one you made under the scorching sun without looking back.

12. I am drenched in rain, and I can’t tell whether it is tears or water.

13. When it rains, is the sky also crying that I am not worth it?

14. That night, you held an umbrella for her, but you forgot that I was also afraid of the rain.

15. The feeling of heartache appears again in this damn rainy season.

16. When it rains, am I the only one who still gets wet despite having an umbrella?

17. The rain brings back my memories, and my thoughts are like rain, streaking across my cheeks.

18. It’s really romantic to have someone walking with you when it rains.

19. The rain brings back my memories, and my thoughts are like rain, crossing my cheeks.

20. Occasionally, I sneak through the rainy window and imagine kissing your face.

21. I hate the feeling of being wet. I like sunny weather.

22. Who is by your side on a rainy day, and who are you thinking about?

23. The whole city is watching the rain, but I am the only one watching to see if you have brought an umbrella.

24. The rain brings back my memories, and my thoughts are like rain, crossing my cheeks.

25. It would be nice if it rained every time I wanted to cry on the street.

26. There is a fool who always likes to say when he is moved: It’s raining.

27. A woman who cannot cry is a monster, and a woman who can only cry is a waste.

28. The most beautiful thing is not the rainy day but the eaves hiding from the rain with you.

29. The rain, thunder and lightning on Chinese Valentine's Day are trying to separate me and him.

30. It rained again today. I am very happy and blessed to have you by my side.

31. It rains in every city, just like I miss you wherever I go.

32. If that umbrella is still there, can you still protect me from the wind and rain?

33. When you want to cry, please pray for rain and let him help you cry.

34. If it rains in the sky, you can hold an umbrella; if it rains in your heart, what should you do?

35. The most beautiful thing is not the rainy day, but the eaves hiding from the rain with you.

36. When it rains, I wonder who you are holding an umbrella for and whose warmth you keep in your arms.

37. The rain turned into angelic tears from the gaps between the umbrellas and wetted the ground.

38. When the whole world promises to rain together, let us promise to be sunny in our hearts!

39. Another rain falls, washing away the dust of the busy city and soothing the noise of the soul.

40. The most beautiful thing is not the rainy day, but the eaves where you and I hide from the rain together.

41. What makes me moved is not that you hold an umbrella for me when it rains, but that you get wet with me in the rain.

42. I would rather run alone in the heavy rain than throw myself into your hypocritical arms.

43. When the whole world agrees to rain together, let us make an appointment to make it sunny in our hearts.

44. Because you will always remind me that even if I get the world, some happiness is not mine.

45. You said you would be my protective umbrella, but now that my heart is raining, where is your person?

46. At midnight, it is the time when people want to cry the most because that is when people are the loneliest.

47. Looking for the rainbow after the rain, eager to see the colors of the future from the beautiful colors.

48. When it thunders and rains, stand under the tree, proudly point to the sky and say: I want to cross over too!

49. Come on, come on, you can do it to your heart's content. I hate you very much and I won't care about you.

50. It’s raining, but I choose to hide in the rain, so you probably won’t see my tears.

51. No matter it’s windy or rainy, no matter you cry or you laugh, no matter what others say, I will only have you in my eyes.

52. My favorite sentence: The most beautiful thing is not the rainy day, but the eaves hiding from the rain with you.

53. It rains because the sky cannot bear the weight of the raindrops, and tears are because the heart cannot bear the pain.

54. When the sky is gray, you are not the only one who is sad; when it is raining, you are not the only one who is crying.

55. I hate the wet ground on rainy days. When I go outside, my shoes are covered with mud.

56. The rain passed by my window, and the glass was weeping. The people on the street looked a little happier than me.

57. When I turned around and left, I realized that my face was already wet. I thought it was raining, but I didn’t expect that my heart was raining.

58. Every time it rains, my mood never gets better. I have always hated rainy days.

59. Where are you hiding? I can only reach it by following the petals falling in the rain.

60. No matter it’s windy or rainy, no matter you cry or you laugh, no matter what others say, I will always have you in my eyes. .

61. When it rains, you have to hold an umbrella over your head, which blocks the unobstructed view of the sky.

62. In the rain, a faint longing passes by. The once walking together in the rain has become a passing cloud.

63. It’s raining and thundering. It’s scary! I became a drowned rat. All wet. It's so powerful, it cuts off the trees.

64. Who will accompany me when I am sad? Who will comfort me when I am sad? When it rains, who will wait for me in the rain?

65. When the wind stops and the dust falls, the dream is gone. Who will wake me up? A rain, an umbrella, a street, a person walking.

66. Remember, one rainy day, you said you would love me very much, but now, it rains again, taking away all our vows.

67. Make a cup of tea and sit leisurely by the window, watching the rain falling outside the window. There is a breath of fresh air in the air.

68. It rained in school today and the road was slippery. Many female students fell down. No one helped them, but a group of people were laughing?

69. It is enough for me to have a friend who can lend me an umbrella on rainy days, walk with me in the morning, and sit and chat with me at night.

70. The mistress sent a message saying: It’s raining and it’s thundering. I’m most afraid of thunder. I immediately replied to her with a smile. That’s hypocritical.

71. Some people’s love is like a house. There are many things in it, but none of them are what I want. But I don’t intend to leave because it is raining outside.

72. On rainy days, it is easy to recall and miss; on rainy days, it is easy to listen to songs and feel lonely. On rainy days, it is easy for people to use their truest thoughts to count the roads they have traveled.

73. Listening to the patter of rain, I stood up and walked to the window, and the slightest raindrops came through the window. I once heard the lyrics of a song that says people always encounter rain during a breakup!

74. It rained in the city where you live. I really wanted to ask you if you brought an umbrella, but I held back because I was afraid that you would say you didn’t bring one and I couldn’t do anything about it, just like I love you. But I can't accompany you.

75. It gets dark because the sun goes to sleep; it rains because the clouds cry; the trees break because the wind gets angry; I cry because you leave; I send you a message. It's because I miss you. How are you doing far away?

76. I like rainy days. I like to watch the rain falling all over the sky. I like to listen to the sound of rain hitting the eaves. I like to watch the wind blowing the trees on rainy days. I like to watch rainy days. I love the scene of people coming and going with umbrellas. I love rainy days.

77. I think it may be because I am usually too lively and only when it rains will I become like a lady, haha! This is all determined by our dual personalities. If we are a cheerful person, we will occasionally yearn for a quiet look! It started raining outside the window

I stood quietly on the lonely window sill, and before I knew it, it started raining outside the window. Through the hazy night, I looked at the unreal scene in the rain. , seems particularly desolate.

When the storm outside the window comes, we have a house, but what if the storm in the heart comes?

In the morning, I woke up and heard the ticking sound coming from the window, and then it rained again. It's raining. After a while, the rain seemed to get heavier, and there was a crackling sound on the visor of my house. After a while, the sound of rain became louder, like someone playing a snare drum on the sun visor.

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

It started to rain outside the window, and I had you in my dream last night.

When I woke up, it was already raining heavily outside the window. The urge to walk in the rain made me borrow an umbrella from the hotel to experience the feeling of rain in a big city.

It has started to rain lightly outside the window. How are you on the other side?

Outside the window, drizzle fell sporadically. Under the baptism of the rain, everything in the world was shining with brilliance. Under the blow of the wind, it was swaying brightly. However, not long after, it also It will eventually wither and cool down! The birth of all things and the passing of all things are just in an instant, just like meeting and parting. It is just like the moment when fireworks bloom. It is gorgeous and colorful, but the beauty will remain in the end and gradually go away!

It was raining heavily outside the window, and I had a lot of thoughts in my heart. Looking at the book, it felt like a dream. Dreams are imaginary, but this moment is real.

Outside the window, it started to rain. The rain has continued for the past two days. Stop, stop. Just like that, I kept doing it over and over again. My mood began to change with this weather. Become very impetuous, become very restless, become very bad, very bad.

When it starts to rain, I think of you. Listening to the songs you sang and looking at the rain outside the window, I think of loving you.

Some things are always such a coincidence. Just as I was about to go out, it started to rain lightly outside the window. This light rain is just like her name, beautiful and a little cool.

There was a dull and solemn atmosphere outside the window. Soon it started to rain, the dullness was broken, and a permeating sadness was active outside the window. All the lights are attached to every drop of rain, and every drop of shining full light breaks on the ground, singing a song without melody and dancing a lonely dance without hesitation.

It started to rain lightly outside the window. It was already dusk, the sky was dim, the night lights were dim, and there were people walking on the road in twos and threes, no less sparse than usual. My mother stood in the corner of the balcony, looking out the window thoughtfully or Pedestrians in a hurry or leisurely, holding umbrellas, chatting and laughing, or leaning against each other, their tiny steps broke the tranquility of the night and made my mother's heart ache.

I was in the classroom, looking out the window, and it started to rain. It started pouring all of a sudden.

Outside the window, it started to rain. Drops of rain fell from the face of the sky to the ground. Can you hear its lonely sound?

It started to drizzle outside the window. Small raindrops hit the window, splashing out stars and water. Two or three drops gathered together and slid down the glass window. Take a breath of cool air and wash away your fatigue.

I was awakened by a ticking sound in my sleep. When I woke up, I realized that it was raining outside the window. The rain was sometimes gentle and sometimes violent, and the iron sheet outside the window made a tinkling sound. , like a crazy musician, constantly beating the instrument, sometimes impatiently, sometimes gently.

It was drizzling, and it started to rain lightly outside the window. Listening to the rain quietly, beating my heart. Listening to the rain quietly, telling my thoughts over and over again. But why did my heart become so quiet?

When it starts drizzling outside the window and you listen to the sound of rain, the first thing that comes to your mind is whether it is the person who makes you miss her to tears.