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Weather is a metaphor of mood.

1, the misty and rainy camphor tree gently swayed the green leaves, and the gradually drooping branches were somewhat desolate and gloomy under the erosion of a drop of rain beads. It has been raining all the time, and the beads of rain hit the calm Jiusan Lake in Wenzhou intensively, as if they were tears falling from the sky. "Tears" connect into rain and dance slowly in the cold and oblique wind.

2. Plum rain falls, which is your long-cherished lovesickness tears.

3, accept the baptism of rain, moisten the dry heart, a small tree is budding, it is trying to absorb this godsend rain and dew, so it is eager to grow and grow into a towering tree like its companions.

Dark clouds are squeezing the sky, covering up the scarlet just now, which seems heavy and depressing, as if the whole world is silent. The cold wind shuttled rapidly, leaving people exclaiming. The delicate flowers and grass have been trembling and kneeling on the ground. It is the coming rain that casts a shadow in front of it!

In the middle of the night, I was awakened by the rustling rain. After listening for a while, I was completely sleepy. I simply got up and opened a screen door on the window to make the chain appearance of raindrops and the sound of raindrops falling more clear. In fact, the street lights on the lawn outside the window are not so bright, and the rain I saw is also vague. Rain drops on grass tips or tree roots, and there is no sound, but I really want to hear the sound of rain.

6. Rain, like silver-gray sticky spider silk, weaves into a soft net and nets the whole autumn world.

7. The light rain in Zhejiang is like cow hair, which can't be seen or touched. In the early morning, with the crisp sound of birds, there is a classical charm. Old people who do morning exercises are not afraid. Although it was raining in Mao Mao, they still talked and laughed. Birds often seem to play in the rain, showing off their crisp sounds. In the evening, under the light of the car lights, the light rain becomes colorful. A light, a rain. How beautiful