Cute Rain Quotes นิยาย & เรื่องราว

She sighed as she ridiculously compared it into life. "Kumusta ka na ba, Luna?" Mapait na tanong niya sa sarili. "I really hope that, like after the rain, there will be sunshine for you too," she whispered. Bumuntong hininga siya't yinupyop ang sarili sa rocking chair habang binabalot ng robang suot ang sarili sa lamig ng simoy ng hangin. It seems like the weather symphatizes with her. Nanatili siya roon hanggang sa maubos ang kape kasabay ng unti-unting pagtila ng mahinang ulan.

"My... my favorite pet?" "Cat." "My favorite days?" "When it's raining." "Why?" she asked. "Because when it's raining, you see beauty in sadness. May mga tao na nakakaramdam ng lungkot kapag umuulan. But not you. Instead, you feel happier and alive when it's raining. The sound of rain soothed and relaxed you. You appreciate the scent of a fresh storm and the delicious feel of water dripping down your skin. And it reminds you that it takes a little rain to make the flowers grow. When things get a little rough in life, iniisip mo lagi ang ulan. It became your reminder that "this too shall pass." You even have a motto that says, you don't get rainbows unless you also have rain."

So this might just be a sign to let the kitty out of the bag. Groggily getting out of bed, I rub the crust from my eyes and stretch. Grabbing a t-shirt and jeans from my closet, I set them down on the bed and hop in the shower. Turning on the faucet, I let the water comb through my hair and coat my body with warm water. Once my loofah is covered in soap suds and body wash, I glide it over my body. I find myself thinking about Marcellius and the way he looked at me. It made butterflies form in my stomach and my heart raced.

Kaagad ko siyang nilingon pero hindi na ako nagsalita pa. "You know, I love rainy days," pagpapatuloy pa rin niya. "Minsan mabigat sa d*bdib kapag umuulan, pero ang ganda. Ang ganda kasi parang gumagaan ang d*bdib mo. Para bang kahit papaano nababawasan ang problema mo," hindi aki kumibo. Nanatili lang akong nakikinig sa kanya.

Baka nga ’yong ama pa ng anak niya—si Chris. Sometimes, rain is needed for a beautiful flower to bloom.

Carl na kumuha ng tubig, para ipainom kay Quinette para kumalma ito kahit papano. "Tahan na beshie... makakasama kay baby Quiara Rain ang pag-iyak at sama nang loob mo. Ito tubig uminom ka muna para kahit papano kumalma ka." Malungkot na sabi ni Rhiane.

May kaalaman ang dalawang bata tungkol sa ganitong klase ng laruan at alam nila na mahal ang mga figurine. Bagama't gusto nila ito, umiling pa rin sila kay Rain bilang pagtanggi, "Napakamahal nito, hindi namin ito matatanggap." Nilingon ni Rain ang ulo, inilapag ang figurine sa tabi nila, at lumingon para isulat sa maliit na notebook, "Para inyo talaga ito. Salamat."

((( Zhia POV’s ))) It's raining men, hallelujah, It's raining men, every specimen Tall, blonde,dark and lean Rough and tough and strong and mean… Whooooaa! Asaan kaya yan. Sean my labs asaan ka! It's raining men, hallelujah, It's raining men, amen It's raining men, hallelujah, It's raining men, amen It's raining men, hallelujah, It's raining men, a-------men.

NATHALIE’S POV Nang makarating kami sa cottage ay agad niyang ibinaba ang kanyang mga dala. Tumingin sa akin si Hunter habang kagat-kagat niya ang kanyang labi. "Babe, it looks like the weather is on our side. They say it's good to have s*x when it rains," biro sa akin ni Hunter habang ang kanyang mga kamay ay hinahaplos ang aking pisngi.

Hindi ako nagsalita sa buong biyahe namin at nakatanga lang sa labas ng bintana ng kotse tinitignan ang bawat patak ng ulan na tumutulo sa labas ng bintana. I found peace in the rain. ---------- Read.Vote.Comment © michiekelss