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Beautiful words about winter and rain

Winter comes loaded with goodness and giving through grains of rain because in it the earth blooms and grows and washes the sky of pollutants, and here for you in this article you will find beautiful words about winter and rain.

Beautiful words about winter and rain

  • Is rain expected without clouds?
  • The rain falls and washes away the hatred of the breasts and the blackness of the hearts.
  • From me to a beautiful homeland, it falls only like a kiss on the cheek of a child in the pouring rain.
  • It is useless to take shelter under the umbrella of words, silence in front of the rain is more beautiful.
  • Waiting for you is like waiting for rain on hot summer days, when the sun refuses to leave.
  • The day I read these words, I felt something like rain in my throat.
  • Your friends who like to walk in the rain, don't overdo it.
  • The last rain is like the first crying, suffocating us with silence and gloom.
  • The city is not so bad; Because when washed with rain, it becomes appetizing.
  • I love the smell of rain and a cool breeze dancing the branches of trees, and calm waves flowing from the sea.
  • On your window raindrops scatter softly and softly, as if whispering, in our ears in a faint voice, be optimistic.
  • If only you knew how much your cold warms me, and the embers of your love inflame me, and the drops of your winter quench me, and the breezes of your winds refresh me, and the colors of your rainbow spectrum make me enjoy.
  • The troubles of life, the harsh times, and the sad nights of sleeplessness, remember everything you did before the feeling of misery entered your heart, because of a love that ended, a dream that faded, or traumas that penetrated your heart and from which it was satiated and quenched, remember that you were wonderful and still are, but you forgot yourself among your troubles and left it as a victim For your sorrows, and for the injustice of others, so do not oppress yourself, by restricting it to grief. Is it not enough for it to overcome time and oppress people? The rain is still pouring down.
  • How beautiful are the tears amid showers of rain, where phrases are lost with raindrops, so the situation unites in absolute harmony, between the harshness of the cold and the agony of abandonment, and the desire for embrace dwells between our hearts, no matter whether it is the quilt, the lover, or the words.
  • Winter will come, and the universe will utter its breath filled with dreams, and the sun will gently wipe the forehead of the earth and reduce its ignition.
  • Let me catch the cold, even if it is with trembling fingers, to make me a necklace that will warm my chest, and when it melts from the heat of love, nothing will dry it, for it has melted with the pulse of my vein and the artery of my heart, so cold is no longer a place, and winter has no address, so rain, cold, snow, thunder and lightning are my language and my love And my love.
  • Winter will come, full of meetings and white mornings, winter will come and I will be with my friends, we will drink coffee and talk about things that are not worthy of us, we will laugh until we cry.
  • Today is cold and the roses are depressed. Winter, snow, and garden remains. As soon as the color of roses appears in the cold, the features of its joy are lost in a minute.
  • Last winter we were together, before the crowds swallowed us, raindrops fell on the gray road, as if those drops were my tears, and that road
  • In winter, the rain falls and washes away the hatred of the chests and the blackness of the hearts. In the winter, the sky thunders, reminding every tyrant of the power of the mighty.
  • Raindrops scatter quietly and delicately, as if they are whispering in our ears in a faint voice. Be optimistic, life is still going on, and hope is still there.
  • I adore winter but not summer, I adore winter, because when it rains, the pigments are removed from the faces, and everything returns to its original state without deception or fakery.
  • Embrace me from the cold of winter, and bury me if the world becomes ice, embrace me with hands full of warmth, and give me your love and nothing else I do not want.
  • Winter came and after waiting, the first raindrops fell like pearls and diamonds, that air that swayed the curtains of my house and those drops that fell dancing on the window of my room.
  • I adore winter but not summer.. because when it rains, the pigments are removed from the faces, and everything returns to its original state without deception or fabrication.
  • I jumped off my sofa and on the balcony was my look, I wet my hands with those fragrant drops, and prayed to God that the rain would increase and I called on him to gather me with my loved ones.
  • I love the winter sun that comes timidly, and bright stars in the evening that decorate the sky inside me.
  • Raindrops scatter quietly and gently as if they are whispering in our ears in a faint voice. Be optimistic, life still goes on and hope still exists.
  • I love the smell of rain, how rain carries for us the smell of wet earth, it carries for you a softer peace than that which is falling, and the wind will carry green ears of life for you to revive the branches of hope.
  • The town was dressed in rain, as the bereaved wear mourning clothes.
  • With the return of winter and the rains carrying those innocent dreams, spring comes with its flowers, so life becomes sweet after the rain.
  • To those years of your life that have passed, you will yearn for hearts that you missed and feelings that you forgot, and you will close your eyes and relive the tape of your dreams, and with love you will forget all the black points in your heart.
  • Your instinct was like a seed in me, and it was nurtured in the rainy season and atrophied in the dryness of the heat, but it remained through the ages.
  • After the storm comes the rain, and after the clouds, the sun shines.
  • Come, let us watch the rain in silence, and make our prayers happy, so that they may be answered.
  • Even after you are gone, your gifts still fall on me like raindrops, amazing in their novelty.
  • As if I were the butterfly dancing and swaying on the leaves of the trees, as if I were the soil that revived, as if I were the seed that grew and as if I were the lips that smiled.
  • If God is pleased with a people, He sends down rain on them in its time, and puts money in their tolerance, and makes use of their choice over them, and if He is angry with a people, He sends down rain on them in a time other than its time, and puts money in their stinginess, and makes use of their evil ones over them.
  • Remember everything you used to do before the feeling of misery entered your heart, because of a love that ended, a dream that faded, or traumas that penetrated your heart, including saturation and quenching. Remember that you were wonderful and still are, but you forgot yourself among your troubles.
  • Both of them are waiting for that night with all their hearts, dreaming of the birth of a new world. A catastrophe occurs, and the date of their joy is postponed. The long series of patience begins. The rain falls again, and the Generous One compensates them with a greater and more beautiful joy. Fall, O Rain, encircle their world with gardens of happiness and tranquility. spaces.
  • We hear the falling of rain but not the falling of snow. We hear the roar of light pains but we do not hear the silence of deep pains.
  • Had it not been for the collision of the clouds, the rain would not have fallen, and had it not been for the friction of the minds, the thought would not have ignited.
  • It is not the pure hearts that avoid the rain, but those that carry umbrellas.
  • It is not the rain's fault that that dust turned into mud and did not become a forest.
  • The rain comes and washes away all the worries of the body, reminding us of the innocence of childhood. We used to jump and jump under the raindrops, laughing, running and dancing under a bright sky.
  • Fall, O rain, and wash away its wounds and pains, fall and dissipate the sorrows, eliminate those torments, fall, O rain, before drought and diaspora overwhelm it.
  • Those who are for freedom and against incitement are the people who want rain not thunder.
  • When the rain stops, forget the umbrella.
  • How can I wait for rain if I don't plant ears.
  • You watch the beauty of the rain, and you smile and forget your worries even for a few moments, and you feel nostalgic for everything, for your childhood.
  • There is no rain without clouds.
  • The sea is the first source of inspiration, and the rain drops of revelation.
  • Rain is life, it is joy, it is a girl running in her pink dress.
  • I looked at the sky, whose sky shone despite its darkness, and extended my hand to hold the longest raindrops, and I felt as if I was a bird that had gathered its nest and would finally rest on its branch.
  • My homeland is a bag and my bag is a homeland. The gypsies are a people who camp in song and smoke, a people looking for a place among the shrapnel and the rain.
  • Oh, how grievous winter is its nights, its days, and how cruel it is when I empty the fire of my dormant hearth, and my heart is immersed in its grief. I only listen to the noise of the hurricane, between palm trees and willows.
  • The rain is pouring heavily, the streets are confused, the shops are closed, everyone is rushing in search of something to protect them from the rain, and here are the children fleeing to their homes to take refuge from the rain water, the doors are closed and the windows are tightly closed.
  • I remember your winter love, and I beg for rain, to rain in other countries, and I beg for snow to fall in other cities because I don't know how I will meet winter after you.
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