朋友圈珍藏的治愈系句子｜所有的好故事（我们留到2021年继续说）

所有的好故事，我们留到2021年继续说

狂风唤起对雨的回忆，缕缕寒风吹起，淅沥阵阵，落在朦胧的秋色中。

The strong wind evokes the memory of the rain, and the cold wind blows up and falls in the hazy autumn.

一片片红叶上，闪耀着一片红光，火影般地在群山间穿行，飘逸出韵，浪韵追云。一阵雨点洒在枫林上，湿润了厚厚的红海峦山，在峦岭上层层言语，透出了字里行间的壮丽篇章。

A piece of red leaves, shining with a piece of red light, like fire across the mountains, elegant rhyme, wave rhyme chasing clouds. A shower of rain sprinkles on the maple forest, moistening the thick red sea and mountains. The words on the upper layer of the mountains reveal a magnificent chapter between the lines.

风儿飘落成雨，落成往事。雨如线，风筝在飞翔。归程的一端紧握在心中，远去的翅膀依偎着云朵。

雨滴随风飘落，飘落成云。风花雪月，繁花似锦，喧哗散去，印迹斑斑。擦不掉的是一袭虚妄，留不住的幽梦。

Raindrops fall with the wind and become clouds. Wind and snow, flowers like brocade, noise scattered, imprinted. What can"t be erased is a false dream.

下起风雪，下起雨来，摇摇晃晃的。薄薄的一片云彩，半帘荒凉，落到人间岁月有风雨。

It"s snowing, it"s raining, it"s rickety. A thin cloud, half curtain desolate, fell to the world, years of wind and rain.

风是一首诗，韵律平平地扬起往事的风帆，远去的浪花。许希望的幻想，许无奈的仿徨。经风沐浪，历历在目，体会坚强。努力学习，学会成长。

The wind is a poem, rhythm flat to raise the sails of the past, the distant spray. Xu hope"s fantasy, Xu helpless imitation. Through the wind and waves, I can remember clearly and feel strong. Study hard and learn to grow.

一幕幕的风雨，牵挂着许多的思念，却不能相守，总是隔着一片黑色的瓦砾，横亘在云际落涯。最终无法拥有，写满遗憾。

Scenes of wind and rain, concerned about many thoughts, but not together, always separated by a piece of black debris, across the clouds. Finally can not have, full of regret.

太阳不一定能照亮每一个角落，胸前的温暖不一定是阴的。嘘寒问暖，失落留恋，错失良机。

The sun may not be able to illuminate every corner, the warmth of the chest is not necessarily overcast. I"ve lost my nostalgia and missed a good opportunity.

风雨飘摇，念在红尘中。

Wind and rain, read in the world.

多年风雨，行一程山，荡一川水。细看红尘千里，种满沧桑万亩。流年，清欢沉溺、快乐轻飘飘的双桨飞帆，独饮清风静谧。

风雨飘摇的一幕…

A scene of ups and downs