Listen to the lingering spring rain

This early spring rain is so lingering, when spring is still hazy and shy, the spring rain will

The spring rain fills the space of spring boldly and without consultation, and the coldness of spring, the spring

I can't get this persistent rain to disappear from my side.

The rain, which has lasted for more than ten days, continues to fall without any indication of departure.

I don't know if it's God's favor or the drought elsewhere that has made this

The marathon rain. When I think of his persistence and his patience, I can't help but feel a little

I feel good.

During the day, the flow of people going to work kept shuttling through the rain, and the hurried steps seemed to

The umbrellas in the rain are also inadvertently dotted with the city's streets and alleys.

The wipers outside the car window kept swaying as if they had been idle for a long time.

He finally found the opportunity to perform and was seriously performing his duties.

It is so methodical and rhythmic. My heart inside the car window was calm, peaceful, frank and

I was calm, peaceful, open, relaxed, and ethereal, without the noise outside, without the

At this moment, with the elegant embellishment of the guzheng in the stereo, it was an unparalleled experience.

at this moment, with the elegant embellishment of the guzheng in the audio, it is an incomparable mood.

In this way, I start my day's work in tranquility, seriously dealing with the

I start my work day in quietness, seriously deal with what should be dealt with, busy with what should be busy, and after some hard work, sit quietly at the table, make

After a lot of hard work, sitting at the table, making a cup of coffee, enjoying a moment of leisure, suddenly there will be wisps of thoughts, unconsciously flowing in the mind, and

Suddenly, there will be wisps of thoughts, unconsciously flowing in the brain, unconsciously cohesive in the eyes, unconsciously scattered on the face.

When I think about it, I don't feel like I'm quietly and lightly smiling.

When I think about it, I can't help but smile at the reverie, at my thoughts, at the spring rain in the air.

The fragrance of the spring rain in the air, laughing at the virtual dreams that haunt the heart. Looking at the sky, the rain is continuing and the wind follows.

The wind is following, in the cold, still full of verdant, rain flowing after the branches and leaves

This is an unusual scenery, enjoying such a view, reading

Such a state of mind, the heart is comfortable, the feelings float, rhyme, as if away from the weather

The haze of the weather, away from the hustle and bustle, away from all the entanglement of the heart and mind, the intention

I am not sure what to do, but I am not sure what to do.

I enjoy the rainy night with no stars and no moon, roaming in the silence of

The cold rain and fog in the night, let the rain and fog and cold wind lift the curtains of the past, the sound of rain drizzling heavy rain.

The heart calls for murmuring. Under the light of continuous thoughts, a light book, poetry richly

In the mind soaring. Plucking the heart floating, penetrating the mind feathers, in the quiet night, to

The cold rain in early spring, to appreciate the charm of the cold rain lingering timeless!

The rain of the sound of ten thousand rhymes drops of thick since thick, drunk since drunk. The sound of rain, the hole

The sound of rain, through the air silk, lightly wipe the leaves of the trees poof, combing the grass stems of the patter, spread the water

The surface of the rustling, landing eaves tinkling, knocking on the stone steps to do ...... is the nature of rain

Even without the echoes of banana and bamboo, it can still be the same.

The fact is that you can't forget and think about the gods.

I love such a rainy night. This rain, impregnated with several ancient styles of literature from the past to the present

This rain, drifting with a few profound Zen and time and space of the floating; this rain, baptized

This rain, baptized with the pondering and spirit of many spirits; this rain, scorched with the romance of much ebullient love and hate

This rain, scorching a lot of euphoric love and hate of the romance ...... mind nature a wonderful ink, the brush so clever and profound, the color bright and dark.

The color and shade are so good and everywhere contains a sharp edge.