1, the winter rain is ruthless, the rain quickly wets the earth, the stagnant water in the depression blows bubbles, as if the earth is crying, the buttonwood tree on the roadside looks so helpless, and the whistling north wind is carrying the rain, beating the only few yellow leaves, withered grass and flowers that have not been adjusted, all hanging crystal tears, as if telling the misfortune of fate.

2, winter rain, quietly floating, cold rain hit my face, so painful and cold, I want to embrace winter rain again, for the reunion in spring.

3, the rain in the middle of winter, less delicate and moist spring rain, less raging summer rain, less lingering autumn rain, showing softness in fortitude and showing infinite romantic warmth in winter nights.

4, there are always several heartbreaking rains in winter, patting the side, whispering, and the language is cold.

5. Winter rain is not like summer rain. Summer rain can always give people a cool, refreshing and refreshing feeling, while winter rain will only bring people cold.

6. The rain in winter is more like a miserly rich man, who is always stingy with the rain and unwilling to let the earth be baptized by it. Even when he is in a bad mood, he just throws a little rain, mixed with the cold wind in winter, hitting people, feeling cold and biting, with unspeakable chill.

7. After a rain in early winter, it was very cold, and it kept raining in winter. There is a lot of water on the road, and the rising spray of vehicles makes cyclists avoid it. Pedestrians and horses in the rain did not feel that they had accelerated their speed and had no time to watch the cold rain in early winter. In a hurry, what passers-by really want to avoid is not the rain, but the cold.

8. The eyebrows of the winter rain are covered with a faint mist, hazy and blurred, with the beauty of cold and aloof, slender lines connecting the feelings of heaven and earth, swaying the charm of winter.

9. Winter Rain is like a middle-aged woman in Xu Niang. She is over half a year old, but her charm still exists. Spring nourished her, summer baptized her, and autumn harvested her. It's cold in winter now, and several winter rains have added a bit of chill to winter. The sun always refuses to show its smiling face. The long-lost sunshine makes people look forward to it, but the winter rain makes people see no hope.

10, the winter rain is as thin as a harp, hanging obliquely in the cold wind and swaying, as if blowing away yesterday's parting.