It s really good to write on a rainy day

Drip-drip.

Accompanied by the small and loud sound of water, the scent of earth penetrates into the nose. I inhaled greedily.

Although it was a warm and cold season, the grass on the side of the road could not help but be lonely, and the road came out with a tender green little head, secretly watching the world. Not to be outdone, the spring flowers wore bright yellow dresses and danced and swayed in the gusts of spring breeze.

Sometimes the rain is like a half-grown child, frolicking with the flowers and plants, and sometimes like a triumphant general announcing to the world the merits of nourishing all things.

It's nice to have a rainy day!

Rainy days are suitable for memories and associations, you can go back to the past or imagine the future. On rainy days, it seems that there are many blue elves, giving new life to this world.

I really saw a heavy rain and a light rain. Life is very much like a rain, it rains heavier, which means that your life will be bumpy; Going down a little bit will mean that your life will be unknown.

Rain is always so tender, because its essence is water, and in my eyes, it has become as holy as water. Water, when I was a child, was always so sacred. And rain, naturally, is the same.

Jiangnan has a lot of smoke and rain, yes, in Jiangnan, it is naturally rainy, the rain in Jiangnan is different from the rain in the north, the rain in the south of the Yangtze River is soft, the rain in the north is strong, the masculine rain is feminine and soft, for me, I appreciate the light rain in the south of the Yangtze River that is full of femininity and does not lack a trace of fortitude.

When I was a child, I especially liked the rain, lying on the windowsill and feeling the rain on my face, what a wonderful enjoyment! The rain has been raining for a long time, and sometimes I fall asleep when I look at it, and most of the time, I still look at the rain and look at the people outside the window.

When I grew up and became sensible, I always realized a sense and understanding from the rain. I like to listen to the rain very much, and the sound of "ticking" falls on the ground, and it is not particularly uniform, so I can feel the vicissitudes of life and old age.

Once upon a time, watching the rain became an indescribable enjoyment for me. Holding an umbrella, standing in the rain, very comfortable, reaching out to catch the rain, the rain that passed away quietly, came back to life in his hands. What a harmonious pairing of this rain and this hope!

How many longings are quietly conceived in the rain, and how many hopes are quietly sublimated in the rain!

The spring rain is delicate and warm. When you succeed, the spring rain will pass by you, glide by, give you encouragement, and give you warmth in your heart.

The autumn rain is silent. When you fail, when you become so depressed and helpless, the autumn rain falls, dripping into your heart, waking you up and giving you hope.

Why don't you tell the rain what is on your mind? Drops of rain will roll down, flow into your heart, and nourish your heart. Rain is colorless, and against the blue sky, it turns blue.

Blue is the clearest, but also the quietest, learn to taste hope in the rain, feel quiet!

The ancients used to "the autumn clouds do not disperse and the frost flies late, leaving the residual lotus to listen to the sound of the rain" to express the gloom, but now, I think that the rain is to bring hope to the residual lotus, so that the residual lotus works hard to stand in the pool, and always survives tenaciously, showing the unyielding of the lotus.

Rain contains hope, hard work, tenacity and perseverance!

It's nice to have a rainy day!