A poem about meeting (a poem describing meeting)

Looking for it in the light rain

Xiaoyu is like an elegant poem.

It always bothers me.

More lonely in the rain without anyone.

But there's no trace on my face.

Whenever a light rain drifts by.

Always brings back memories. ...

Spend a life covered with straw in fog and rain.

In Ding Feng, don't listen to the sound of knocking leaves through the forest, why not walk slowly singing? Bamboo poles and sandals are more dexterous than riding horses. What's to be afraid of? A raincoat and hemp fiber, despite the wind and rain, still live my life. The coolness of spring breeze awakens my wine, and the cold begins to be cold, and the peak of the sun is the sun, but it is satisfied in time. Looking back at the place where I met the wind and rain, going back, for me, there is no wind and rain, but it is still sunny.

1. Dongpo Yin

There are no natural barriers in the world,

Dajiangdong will go or not.

Poetry thrives in the north of the Yangtze River,

Picturesque Jiangnan.

The atmosphere is big,

Benevolence and kindness.

In dreams, two people often meet,

It took hundreds of years to wake up.

The first song: Nian Nujiao reminisces about the past in Chibi.

The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever. To the west of the old base, humanity is the Red Cliff in Zhou Lang. The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow. The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once.

In the past, Xiao Qiao got married for the first time. Feather fan nylon scarf, laughing and laughing, strong ashes. I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely. The world is like a dream, a statue is still on the moon.

2. Describe the ancient poems or words that met in the rain.

Dai wangshu

Holding an oil-paper umbrella,/wandering alone in a long, lonely rain lane,

I hope to meet a girl as sad as lilac.

She is lilac-like color, lilac-like fragrance, lilac-like sadness,

Sorrow in the rain, sorrow and hesitation; She lingers in this lonely rain lane,

Hold an oil-paper umbrella/like me,/like me.

Silent melancholy, indifference, sadness, melancholy. She approached quietly,

With a sighing look, she drifted by.

Like a dream, sad and confused. Like lilacs floating in a dream,

I passed this girl by; She walked away silently, walked away, walked towards the decaying fence,

Walk through this rainy path. In the sad song in the rain, her color faded,

∕ Dispelling her fragrance,

Even her sighing eyes and lavender melancholy.

Holding an oil-paper umbrella, wandering alone in a long, long and lonely rain lane,

I hope to float past a girl as sad as a lilac.

3. Poems describing meeting when it rains. I often wander in the light rain, looking for it in the light rain. It often haunts my mind like an elegant poem. There is no one in the rain, but there is no trace on his face, which is even more lonely. Every time a light rain comes, it always reminds me ... a misty rain will make my life. Don't listen to the sound of beating leaves in the forest. Why not sing and walk?

Bamboo poles and sandals are more dexterous than riding horses. What's to be afraid of? A raincoat and hemp fiber, despite the wind and rain, still live my life. The coolness of spring breeze awakens my wine, and the cold begins to be cold, and the peak of the sun is the sun, but it is satisfied in time.

Looking back at the place where I met the wind and rain, going back, for me, there is no wind and rain, but it is still sunny. 1. Dongpo is proud that there is no natural barrier in the world, and Dajiangdong will not return it.

Poetic relaxed in Jiangbei, picturesque in Jiangnan. The atmosphere is generous and benevolent.

In the dream, they often meet each other and wake up hundreds of years later. The first song: Nian Nujiao's "Red Cliff Nostalgia" does not return to the river, and the waves are exhausted. To the west of the old base, humanity is the Red Cliff in Zhou Lang.

The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow. The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once.

In the past, Xiao Qiao got married for the first time. Feather fan nylon scarf, laughing and laughing, strong ashes.

I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely. The world is like a dream, a statue is still on the moon.

4. Describe the ancient poems or words that met in the rain. Dai Wangshu walked in the rain lane with an oil-paper umbrella/wandering alone in a long, lonely rain lane, hoping to meet a girl as sad as lilac.

She has the same color, fragrance and sadness as lilac, sad in the rain, sad and hesitant; She lingered in this lonely rain lane with an oil-paper umbrella. She is as silent, indifferent, sad and melancholy as I am. She approached quietly and cast a sighing look. She wanders like a dream, and is as sad and confused as a dream.

Like lilacs in a dream, this girl passed by me; She walked away silently, walked away, walked to the decaying fence and walked through this rainy alley. In the sad song in the rain, her color disappeared, her fragrance dispersed and dissipated, even her sighing eyes, lilacs. Holding an oil-paper umbrella, a person lingers in a long, lonely rain lane, hoping to float past a girl with a lilac knot.

5. What are the poems about "meeting"? 1, languishing in the world, old friends meet like old friends.

"Red lips meet on the pipeline" Song: Zhao Yanduan

The world is cold, so old friends meet old friends. Never leave He Kuai, and endure to sing Yang Guan's sentence.

I'm a pedestrian. I'm here to see someone off. Worry is unfounded. When cicadas sing, look back at the sunset.

Explanation:

I have been wandering for many years, and I am already distressed. When old friends meet again, their feelings are still deep. Just reunited and immediately separated, how hasty, how can I bear to sing that sad "Yangguan" song! I am a vagrant, and now I want to send the vagrant away. Endless sadness, Qiu Chan groaned, looking back, the twilight is boundless.

2, laughter meets, like a beautiful tree, Ming Xia is rotten on a warm day.

Yue Bai and Gao Ping Qiu Si Song Dynasty: Zhou Bangyan

The night is more urgent, the dust is clear and dew is gathered, and the tune is quiet and dark. The bamboo sill opens the window, and the autumn mother's house is known. When you meet laughter, you feel like a beautiful tree. The warm day is bright and the summer light is rotten. Water blue feelings are always rare in my life.

Understand the spring breeze in painting. Who knows, since Yaotai's side. Homesickness is rainy and warm, and the biting wind blows. I miss the cold and live in an empty house. The heavy door closes and the autumn insects sigh. But the direction, a wisp of acacia, separated by streams and mountains.

Explanation:

The night is deep, as if urging the dawn, and it is about to reach the third night. Clear dew is like washing dust, leaving no dust on the ground. The moonlight was quiet and the alley was confused. I saw bamboo fences and brightly lit small windows again. This is her yard. She was glad that we could meet.

Her beauty is amazing, snuggling up to me, I feel that I saw the Qiongzhi Yushu, like the warm sun, like the gorgeous morning glow. Her eyes are as clear and lovely as autumn water, gentle and elegant as blue. Such a beautiful woman is rare in the world.

Once upon a time, I only saw her in paintings, and I was fascinated by that peerless beauty. I didn't expect to be with her one day. We love each other. But impermanence separates us, so I can't be lonely in my heart. Now I am alone in the middle of nowhere, quietly uninterested, and tightly closed the door. Only autumn insects repeat sad songs in their voices. Helpless, my lovesickness, though separated by thousands of waters in Qian Shan, cannot be cut off.

3, time is difficult for me to meet, and my feelings are not free.

Young Tang Dynasty: Han Wo

Eyes, brain, heart and death are not over yet. They secretly plan to date Qin Lou. Time is negative, people and emotions are not free, and it is difficult to meet each other.

Covering your knees at night is too fragrant. Scratch your head when you are bored. Cherry blossoms and pear blossoms make you heartbroken.

Explanation:

The two people have a heart, and they didn't break their feelings in the end. They privately agreed to meet in the boudoir. However, nature kept us from meeting, and we were unconsciously depressed. In the long night, I must be dissatisfied with the aroma of knee covering. When you're bored, you should only play with the Hosta on your head. When the flowers on the cherry tree wither, the pears bloom again. At this time, the two people were heartbroken and had nowhere to comfort.

4. Nautilus Cup Shen Jun Mo V. He knew where to meet when he met.

"Dare to die Miao Lan Gu Lu" Song: Lu You

Lanting, Yu Miao, today's ancient road. Clear the frost overnight and dye all the trees by the lake. Nautilus cup is very deep. Don't complain He knew where to meet when they met.

Ran Ran's life will not last long. After all, Zhu Yan in the mirror will slowly disappear. Remember a word from Ding Ningjun. Immortals must be made by idle people.

Explanation:

Since ancient times, there is only one way to the Jade Temple and Lanting. A night's frost made the Woods by the lake look stained. Please don't say the glass is too deep. I don't know where to meet this time Time flies, the beautiful years are hard to retain, and the young face in the mirror will soon grow old. There is only one sentence to remember: "Only idle people can become immortals."

5, ten years of things like ping, white head meets tears.

Meeting with Soochow Students: Wei Zhuang in Tang Dynasty.

Ten years of wandering life, if duckweed, white hair meets the crown of tears. When people are old, they don't know the beauty of flowers, but only feel that the wine leaves a lot of chaos.

Poor people living in alleys doubt that spring is rare. You live in a luxurious mansion and feel that the moon is the clearest. At this moment, drink heartily, and see peace and tranquility in the sea in the year of failure.

Explanation:

Ten years is like a day, life drifts like duckweed, white hair meets tears, and tassels are crowned. When people are old, they don't know the beauty of flowers. When they leave chaos, they only feel that wine is very affectionate. The spring scenery in poor lanes is less doubtful, and the moon in your house is the brightest. Let's drink this wine heartily. You should see the tranquility of the sea before you die.

6. What are the poems praising rain and love? I would like to know you, the mountains have no edges, and heaven and earth are in harmony, but I dare to die with you! I am full of thinking that if I marry a person with a heart, I can love each other and be happy forever.

Han; Zhuo Wenjun's "Ballad of a White Head" won't die, but he would rather be a mandarin duck than a fairy. Tang; Lu Although I don't have the wings of a phoenix, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of a unicorn.

Tang; Li Shangyin's Untitled said, we hope to fly in the sky, two birds will become one and grow together on the ground, and the two branches of a tree ... the earth will last forever, and the sky will last forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever! Tang; Bai Juyi's "Song of Eternal Sorrow" was long before I met her, but it was longer than when we parted. The east wind started and a hundred flowers blossomed.

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. Tang; Li Shangyin's Untitled Once the sea was difficult for water, but it was amber forever.

Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be. Tang; Yuan Zhen's "From Thinking" is sunny in the east and rainy in the west.

Tang; Liu Yuxi's Zhuzhici is full of flowers. Is it, even the bright flame of love, only ashes? . Tang; Li Shangyin's "Untitled" candle thoughtfully bid farewell and shed tears for others until dawn.

Tang; Du Mu's Farewell When those red berries come in spring, they blush on your southern branches. May you bear more pain as a symbol of our love.

Wang Wei's "Acacia" flowers can be folded straight, don't wait for no flowers to fold! Du Qiuniang's Witch Hazel in the Tang Dynasty is fragrant and heartbroken. Li Bai's "Qing Ping Er Diao" gradually became wider and wider without regret, which made people haggard for Iraq.

Song; Liu Yong's Fengqitong has become empty and still like a dream. Li Yu's "Midnight Song * How Can I Avoid the Sorrow of Life" knows what I mean, and I feel sorry for you. I have to ask for it! Li Yu's "More Leaking Golden Bird" is on the willow tip on the moon, and people are about after dusk.

Zhu's Hawthorn meets each other, but it seems heartless. When Sima Guang's Xijiang Moon was poor, there was only endless acacia.

In "Spring on the Jade Tower", the sky is not old, the heart is like a double screen, and there is a Qian Qian knot in it. "Chitose" Zhang Sheng held hands and looked at each other with tears in his eyes, but he was speechless and choked up.

Love hurts and leaves since ancient times. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only.

Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together? ! Liu Yong's Yulinling takes flowers from Shui Piao to water. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.

There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind. Looking around, lonely and sad.

This time, what a sad sentence? "Slow voice" went to the west wing without saying a word. The moon is like a hook.

Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn. Keep cutting.

The reason is still chaos. It's sadness.

It's not just the general taste. How much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward.

Yu Meiren, a moment that should last forever, had come and gone before I knew it. Li Shangyin's "Jinse" has lived and died for ten years, and I will never forget it.

Xiao Xuan window, dress up, silently care for each other, only a thousand lines of tears. Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi" looked for him in the crowd, and suddenly looked back, but the man was there, with dim lights.

Xin Qiji's "Qingyun Case * Yuanxi" is tender as water and courteous as a dream. If two people have a long relationship, they won't go to court.

Qin Guan's "Queqiao" will not miss you all his life, but it will miss you and hurt you. Xu Yuan's Rethinking of "The Moon Song * Chun Qing" is affectionate and hateful since ancient times, and the source of good dreams is the easiest to wake up.

Clear; Shi Qing's The Story of the Lost Stream is not attractive, but beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Huang Ming's "Hangzhou Folk Poetry Collection" is full of acacia red beans and spring flowers are full of paintings.

Cao Xueqin's Dream of Red Mansions said that under the acacia tree, Silang hated Xiaomin. Republic of China; Liang Qichao thought about it several times and would rather miss it! Hu Shi has been infatuated since ancient times, and this hatred has nothing to do with romantic affairs.

Song; Ouyang Xiu's "Spring in the Jade House" Hey! What is love in the world? Teach people life and death! Life is precious, love is more expensive! The ancients cloud holds your hand and grows old with your son! Acacia stayed up all night, laughing and asking where there is in the world, looking forward to meeting each other. Laugh and watch life go on forever.

Don't ask each other every time you meet, don't be sad and don't cry, leave this poem secretly. Everyone has joys and sorrows.

Wang Wei of Acacia When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches? People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention. Looking at the moon, thinking of a person in the distance, Zhang Jiuling, the moon, is now full at sea. At this time, Tianya * * * brings a separated heart, and the night is long and considerate. Although I blew out the candle, it didn't get dark. Although I put on my coat, it didn't get warm, so I left my message to the moon and still had a dream. Li Bai, the lyrics of autumn wind, the autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, and the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and Western jackdaw is surprised again.

It's embarrassing to meet each other on blind dates; When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time. If I had known this, I didn't know him at the beginning. Rain in the east, sunrise in the east, said it was not sunny, but it was still sunny.

Liu Yuxi's bamboo ci is full of peach blossoms, and the spring water in Shu hits the mountain stream. A girl saw it and thought that her husband's love was as fleeting as this peach blossom, and infinite sadness was like this endless river of water.

The swallow tower is upstairs, accompanied by a broken lamp and dawn frost, and a lonely person gets up from a acacia tree. How much is a one-night stand for lovesickness? The ends of the earth are not long.

Jinse Li Shangyin I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, each of which has a flower-like interval. In daydreaming, Zhuangzi, a saint of youth, was bewitched by butterflies, and the king's longing for love cried in the cuckoo, and the mermaid cried pearl-like tears in the moon-green sea. The blue fields breathed their jadeite to the sun, and the moment that should have lasted forever came and gone unconsciously. Untitled Li Shangyin came with empty words. It was already five o'clock in the month. Although the dream is far away, it is difficult to cry, and the book advises no ink. Wax shines on half a cage of golden jade, and musk embroiders hibiscus slightly. Liu Lang hates Pengshan, which is ten thousand times heavier than Pengshan. Untitled Li Shangyin hangs the curtain again. The Wushan goddess of Chu was originally a dream; Qingxi is the residence of my sister-in-law, and there is no lang here.

Storms make nut horns ecstasy, and the moon dew sweetens cinnamon leaves? Although fully aware of lovesickness, there is no good health; I am infatuated with it to the end and fall in love for life. Untitled Li Shangyin I have known her for a long time, and we have been apart for a long time. Spring silkworms die, and candles burn every night. When I see clouds change in the morning mirror, I dare to sing Pengshan at night. Oh, Jade Bird, listen! -Give me what she said! Untitled Li Shangyin, the star last night and the wind last night, Guitangdong on the west side of the painting building, have no wings for Cai Feng to fly, and are connected with the heart. Separated from the seat, the spring wine is warm and the wax lamp is red.

Alas, it's time to call the roll in the morning when you hear the drums of the fifth watch; Riding to Lantai is like the wind in the wind. Li Shangyin, who traveled alone in Qujiang in late autumn, hated being born in the spring when lotus leaves were born, and in the autumn when lotus leaves were withered. Knowing that he had been in love for a long time, he was disappointed with the sound of the river at Wangjiangtou.

Mr. Li Shangyin's "A Note to Friends in the North on a Rainy Night" asked about the untimely return date, and the rain rose to Qiuchi in the evening. Why did * * * cut the candle at the west window, but when he said it was raining late? Without Yuan Zhen, water makes the sea sad and amber forever. I am lazy to look back on flowers, and half of the reason is that I am a monk. The topic is, Cuihu Village in the south of the city, where peach blossoms set each other off last year today. Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze.

Farewell to Du Mu is sentimental but always seems heartless, but he can't laugh at what he looked like before he was born. Candles say goodbye kindly and cry for others until dawn. Send Zhang Bi to bid farewell to his dream.

7. Seek a modern poem that meets in the rain. Holding an oil-paper umbrella, a person wandered in a long, long and lonely rain lane. I hope to meet a girl as sad as lilac.

She is lilac-like color, lilac-like fragrance, lilac-like sadness, sadness in the rain, sadness and hesitation; Like me, she is wandering in this lonely rain lane with an oil-paper umbrella, as indifferent, as sad and as melancholy as me. She silently approached, approached and took a breath. She floated like a dream, dreamlike, sad and confused.

Like a lilac field in a dream, this girl floats by me; She walked away silently, walked away, walked towards the decaying fence, and walked through the rainy path. In the elegy of the rain, her color faded, her fragrance dispersed, even her sighing eyes and the melancholy of lilacs.

Holding an oil-paper umbrella, a person lingers in a long, long, long, long rain lane, hoping to float past a girl with a clove knot.

8. What are some beautiful sentences about meeting in the rain? 1. The deepest meeting in the world of mortals is your initial smile, initial heart and the most unforgettable thing.

2. A brief encounter suits me. I didn't expect to meet the real Joe, and she was both happy.

-The Book of Songs 3. This may just be a beautiful mistake. At the moment when I suddenly look back, love has come quietly at the moment when light and shadow are intertwined. However, whether this love is an accidental encounter or a deliberate encounter after countless times, love is not a simple matter. -"Lover" 4. This may be a beautiful mistake at all. At the moment when I suddenly look back, love has come quietly at the moment when light and shadow are intertwined. However, whether this love is an accidental encounter or a deliberate encounter after countless times, love is not a simple matter.

-marguerite duras V. Happiness is when an abandoned soul meets love. Zhang Xiaoxian six. Novels or movies always describe the romance of childhood encounters forever, as if it were destined for this life. In fact, when people grow up, their thoughts will change.

Zhang Xiaoxian 7. Memories are a way to get together, and letting go is a form of freedom. Don't be sad, don't be sad, the memories of meeting are beautiful stories.

8. With all kinds of experiences, memories will stay in my heart forever. 9. Good and bad are all part of meeting.

10, it is because of music that we have the moment of meeting, the touch of meeting, the people we meet, and the thoughts we meet. 1 1. Reading is like making friends. There will be encounters, separation, reunion, farewell, attachment, differences and misunderstandings between people. Relationships are as subtle as people, adding a little interest to life.

-Zhou 12, all we can really leave is a memory of our meeting and the swaying of the first flower. In other words, I think you are in full bloom, and then it has nothing to do with life and death. If you struggle to death, you will lose both sides.

-An Yiru 13, met a good word, such as in spring; When I meet someone, my eyes are streaming, my smile is spreading, and I feel dejected. If only life were like the first time.

-An Yiru 14, meeting a good word is like meeting someone in spring, with eyes flowing, a smile spreading and a hazy heart. If, if life is like the first time, it would be great.

He is still his famous teacher, she is also her peerless beauty, and Jiangshan beauty does not invade each other. No beginning, no end.

-An Yiru 15, just love, more like a beautiful and desolate gesture after the grand occasion. An Yiru 16. Since we are destined to be passers-by, please treat our first meeting as a misunderstanding.

-An Yiru 17, a good word, like the tomb of spring; When I meet someone, my eyes flow, my smile spreads, and I feel dejected. —— An Yiru 18. Choice sometimes means giving up, or even lifelong regret. People may encounter new temptations and meet people who are more eye-catching and more suitable for themselves because of their continuous progress.

But you can't change your mind easily because of this, otherwise, love will have no long-term belief. -An Yiru 19, young and frivolous.

Occasionally stop, moved, impulsive, and make a love wish. It took a long time to know, but it was just a passing sight.

Since you are destined to be a passer-by, please treat the original meeting as a misunderstanding. -ezsafe as 20. When you first meet love, your heart will be endless, but when you meet the same, the ending is often completely different.

-An Yiru 2 1, met a good word, such as in spring; When I meet someone, my eyes are streaming, my smile is spreading, and I feel dejected. If only life were like the first time.

A handful as easy as 22. Meeting and waiting are the desolation of fate. Not everyone can see that person in the dim light when they look back.

-Ann Yiru 23. Don't say that you met in a lonely foreign land. Even if you meet in a crowded crowd, you can recognize who is your destiny takes a hand. This is the so-called feeling.

-Lin 24. I want to be your best meeting and the hardest goodbye. -Anthony 25, walking on the road, I saw not only the secular scenery, but also the bitter people who touched people's hearts; Through life, you have experienced not only joys and sorrows, but also vicissitudes of life.

Canoe 26. Beauty lies in discovery, encounter and opportunity. Kawabata Yasunari 27. All encounters are not necessarily beautiful.

-Kawabata Yasunari 28, beauty, close to income, is income. -Kawabata Yasunari 29. Every time we meet, it's a heart-to-heart encounter.

-Zhang Yueran.

9. Poem 1 Describing missing a lover in rainy days, "Little Liangzhou, a stormy window"-Zhang Kejiu in Yuan Dynasty.

The awning window is stormy and awkward. What is Wang Xi Road in Huaiyang? No one asked about the main wine.

The wind was beating against the awning window, and it was raining in Mao Mao, and it was hard to get rid of the haze. I have to think about it and write poems and lyrics. Looking west at Huaiyang, where are you going today? Looking forward to a letter, I took my glass and asked the boatman for a number.

2. "More jade and incense"-Tang Dynasty literature

Buttonwood tree, it is raining in the middle of the night, and the hobby that never leaves is bitter. A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light.

The buttonwood tree outside the window was wet by the cold rain in the middle of the night, whether she was sad for the departure in the room or not. Drop by drop, raindrops pounded the leaves of buttonwood and fell on the deserted stone steps until dawn.

3. A rainy night remembers friends from the north-Li Shangyin in the Tang Dynasty.

When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.

You asked me the date of going home, but it was difficult to decide the date. There is heavy rain in Bashan tonight, and the rain has filled the autumn pool. When can we have a long talk by candlelight and tell each other our thoughts in the rainy night tonight?

4. "Fu, rain and wind send people"-the second visit to the public in the Song Dynasty

Wind and rain give people away, and wind and rain keep people alive. The cup and plate leave you in a hurry, and the wind and rain urge you to go. Tears are unclear, eyebrows are still sad. Don't go upstairs tomorrow, it's raining upstairs.

It is the spring rain that sends people away, and it is also the spring rain that keeps people. At the farewell party, people said goodbye in a hurry, and it was the wind and rain that urged people to leave. Tears never dried up, and there was sadness in my brow. Don't look up at the tall buildings when I miss you tomorrow. There is a lot of wind and rain upstairs.

5. Long lovesick rain-Song Si Wanyong

One, one more. The lights in the banana window outside the window are infinite.

It has been raining, listening to the sound of rain outside the window until it is deep and it is difficult to sleep. The banana in the rain and the oil lamp in the house seem to be sentimental at this time, comforting me lonely.