The night rain is made into autumn, just right on the heart.
Teach him to cherish the protection of the wind.
Whoever is sick is also more ashamed.
Secret intentions have never rested, and secret wishes are difficult to reward.
Bead curtain four rolls of the moon when the building.
Dark memories are like dreams, and dreams must remain.
——Naranjande, "Waves and Sands, Night Rain Made into Autumn"
An autumn rain and a cold.
Every year when the autumn rain falls, listening to the sound of rain outside the window, you will think of Haizi's sentence, "Rain is a lifetime of fault, rain is a joy and sorrow."
Autumn rain, as if there is always the ability to awaken the dusty memories for a long time.
Especially when the sound of the rain reached the ears of those who lost their loved ones, between heaven and earth, only the pain of lovesickness remained.
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A curtain of autumn rain, falling memories
That autumn night, the sun was only setting, and the sky was gray and overcast.
The cool breeze was blowing, and the rain followed, blowing into the window, and Naranjande found that the rain at this time was cold.
Most afraid, such a night.
The dim and hazy fog grows, and the residual flowers and leaves drift to zero.
People who are sensitive by nature are always touched by the scene.
His beloved wife has been dead for many years, and his heart is still faintly painful.
The cupboard was thickly dressed, with a familiar fragrance, which was exclusive to his wife; at the table, it was so empty, and she used to read and write, and she was always by her side.
Where to synthesize sorrow, away from the heart of the autumn.
Autumn is depressed, it is easy to be sad, but the autumn rain is so desolate.
I want to see her holding an umbrella for the residual lotus again, and I want to bet with her to pour tea and smell the incense again.
The autumn wind and autumn rain are sad, and when they come, they are not in a hurry, so that people are full of sorrows, but when they leave, they are so anxious, and in the blink of an eye, it is already the head of Haoyue.
Just like the lover who is in the shadow, suddenly and long, he does not give others the slightest time to prepare.
The past has become empty, it is still like a dream, and now, only dreams can make the deceased stay for a while!
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Yellow leaves autumn rain, see affection
Autumn rain, like a ceremony of lovesickness, is used to retain the beauty of the past.
Every year there is autumn, every year there is autumn rain, as long as the rain does not stop, the memories are endless, and the affection will never dissipate.
According to legend, before meeting Lu Shi, Nalan Rongruo and the cousin of Qingmei Bamboo Horse also had a heart-wrenching love.
At that time, he was young, innocent and ignorant, always extraordinary persistence.
Who expected that it would cause the cousin to commit suicide. Guilty to the extreme, a serious illness, even the most important temple test, also missed.
The love cause, double whammy, pain, collapse.
Fortunately, at that time, I met Lu Shi, understood, relieved, accompanied, and life gradually became more and more anticipatory.
Every autumn, the yellow leaves are sprinkled everywhere, holding hands and walking on the mountain paths, even if it rains, I am willing to hold up an umbrella, and listen to the rain with my wife and step on the leaves, full of joy.
And now, when my wife is gone, this autumn rain of fallen leaves has stained her smile.
Yellow leaves and moss return to the road, where the powder is fragrant.
The news was so heavy that I missed each other a little tonight.
Autumn rain, autumn rain, half blown away by the wind.
- "Like a Dream, Yellow Leaf Moss Returns"
Whenever it rains, every time it becomes a disease, it always has to go to the same place to look for it.
There, there, there were all traces of missing.
Fortunately, the autumn rain is endless, the mountains and rivers are always there, so that I miss it, have a purpose, and can relive it, laughing in the past.
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Acacia is endless, and there is no end
Different from the slenderness of spring rain, the warm and rapid summer rain, autumn rain, always flowing, not hurried, not slow, wisps.
Like the acacia of the rain-appreciating person, it is endless and endless.
I can't help but think of what Wang Zengqi said, "People always have to stay in something and indulge in it." Only by gaining something can we confirm our own existence and truly show our own value. ”
In fact, thinking of the deceased is also thinking of the past self, thinking of the extraordinarily dazzling time.
It is those beautiful moments that tell us that life is not lifeless, life is not only boring and tedious.
The world says that lovesickness is bitter; everyone in the world says, why should it be bitter to miss each other?
However, it is what we have encountered that have made us who we are.
It is precisely because it has also been beautiful and lost, and what is gained in front of the eyes is more and more cherished.
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Tonight there is autumn rain knocking on the window
May the enthusiasm not diminish this year
It is often said that if love is deep, wisdom will hurt.
However, in such a utilitarian era, how can the sincere lovesickness of the ancients not be a little sincere retention?
Maybe it is hard to remember, it is rare to echo, however, in life, there must always be concerns.
Just because of that love, that affection, is enough to make the heart become gentle, let us become tough, tolerant, and full.
In this rainy season of acacia, just miss it!
In the past days and nights, find the enthusiasm of the past, the courage of the past, and the unsparing self.
Then with enthusiasm and warmth, bravely greet the cold autumn and look forward to flying snow.