Phrases about cold and winter

 Phrases about cold and winter

• Winter is a story of mythical joy, a story of healing told by cold, translated by rain, and the earth and humans are used to it.

• I am alone in the streets in the dark of the night, and there is no one to fill my sorrow; I feel cold, winters are very cold and only my coat covers me.

•  Wonderful is a foggy and cold winter morning, marked by the reunion of loved ones as they take refuge in its fire and the smoke that fills the place.

•  I love the winter sun that comes shy, and the bright evening stars decorate the sky inside me.

• I love winter; Because sipping a hot drink on a cold night among the people who love you and love you, is enough to fill the earth with warmth.

•  The most beautiful sitting is the one in the middle of winter with the cold and waiting for the rain.

• On the shores of winter, the cold takes hold of us, that's why we turn to the shelters of memories, looking for the warmth of the past.

• If everything shrinks in winter because of the cold, why does nostalgia deviate from this norm and expand with each cold night?

•  Winter leaves a deep feeling of loneliness within us. We observe the beauty of the rain, we smile and forget our worries, even for a moment.

•  Life goes on, there is still hope, those drops keep falling, softly hitting your window, so you have to watch them closely.

• The rain makes us nostalgic for everything, even for our childhood, and for those years of our lives that have passed, because it longs for hearts that we have missed and feelings that we have forgotten. 

•  In winter, some catch a cold and many get homesick.

• When winter comes so that the cold guides us, then nostalgia dwells in the heart of each yearning for the absent and the deceased, and we relive the memories of the past. 

•  Here the cold breezes write our morning after a long absence, so welcome the tremors of winter.

•  Winter is an unfair season, that blinds you to everything, that hits you with the whip of bitter cold, with the whip of nostalgia and miserable memories.

• The cold breeze invades my city, the coats begin to come out of their closets, and hot drinks are the first thing we do in the morning; it's winter morning

• . In winter I am light and sensitive, I only have feathers and nostalgia.

•  The wonderful winter rain and love carry us unrequited. The rain washes us and cleanses us of what hurt us yesterday.

•  When you left me, the downpours were heavy, but I felt nothing but the resolution to leave and the trembling of my heart.

• In silence, I hope that winter will come and we will be together this time, because the separation took us a long time.

• The rain comes to remind us that if our souls are tired, overloaded, broken or shattered, they need rest, contemplation and nightly quiet, away from the hustle and bustle of life, to give us the hope we need. 

• On cold winter nights, I sit and look at the street from my window, and it seems empty to my eyes as if all the people are sleeping. What a beautiful calm that gives hope.

•  The smell of rain, the smell of winter and the rays of fire from the fireplace fill me with love and nostalgia.

• Winter is the most beautiful season of the year, it is the season of love, the season of memories, the season of nostalgia.

• It's raining in the sky, it's raining with hope and optimism for a more beautiful future. Winter prompts us to seek warmth in old words and in the laughter of our loved ones.

•  It rained heavily, its streets dilapidated, and the shops closed, and everyone hastened to shelter from the rain, and here are the children fleeing to their houses from the rainwater, the doors closed and the windows tightly closed.  On your window, the raindrops spread softly and gently as if whispering, in our ears with a faint voice of optimism, life goes on, hope is still there.

•  Last winter we were together, before the crowd swallowed us, raindrops rained down the gray road, as if those drops were my tears, and this road was my face, I felt the bitter cold of that winter afternoon that swallowed my wind A voice But there was a voice that sent warmth to my heart by containing my loneliness and the loss of our steps Among the thousands of steps, that was the voice of 

• Let me take cold pills, even with trembling fingers, to make me a necklace that warms my chest, and when it melts from the heat of love, nothing dries, because it melts with the pulse of my vein.  And the artery of my heart, so cold is no longer a place, and winter is no longer a title for rain, hail, snow, thunder and lightning, my tongue, my love and my love.

•  I remember your winter love, and I ask for rain, so that it rains in other lands, and I ask for snow in other cities; Because I don't know how I'll find winter after you.

• Winter will come full of meetings and white mornings, and winter will come and I'll be with my friends, and we'll have coffee and talk about things that only suit us.

•  Life goes on, hope is still there, those drops keep falling, softly hitting your window, so you go to look at it closely, and stand in front of the window looking at the beauty of the rain, until you smile, forget your worries, although Be it for a few moments and you will feel nostalgia for everything, for your childhood and for the years of your life that have passed, you will miss the hearts that you have missed and the feelings that you have forgotten, they will close.  your eyes and relive your dream tape with love, you will forget all the black dots in your heart when you see the purity of the rain, remember all your beautiful qualities that you forgot to do. 

•  In winter, the rain falls and washes away the rancor from breasts and the blackness from hearts. In winter, the sky thunders, reminding each tyrant of great power. In winter, every cruel person knows that the cold is very cruel.

• I love winter; Because the rain always calms me.

•  Welcome to winter when blessings descend, the night is long until you wake up, and the day is short to fast, despite the quiet winter nights, but you find noise in your heart wherever you go. 

• What beautiful tears in the downpours; Where the phrases are lost with the drops of rain, the situation comes together in absolute harmony, between the cruelty of the cold and the torment of desertion, and the desire to embrace dwells between our wings. 

•  Winter has arrived, and its winds have moved my curtains, I feel the need to cry in your arms, in my notebooks.

•  Winter will come, the universe will exhale its dreamy breath, and the sun will gently rub the forehead of the earth, will reduce its flames.

•  This year's winter tells me that my insides are shivering with cold, and that my heart has been dead since autumn, it fell when the first leaves fell, and it fell when the first raindrop fell. 

•  The most beautiful feeling of winter is listening to the sound of raindrops falling on the boards, the cold, the wind and winter, a few beautiful memories are enough to give us warmth, and in the morning the rain carries messages of hope and joy, and we look at the rain and say: I hope it also washes human 

• Despite the quiet winter nights, you find noise in your heart wherever you go, and your eyes speak only of pain, and you sit alone, confused by your pains, full of fears and problems in your dark room, you hear only the sound of rain. 

• The most beautiful thing about winter is that absolute silence as if the world were in hibernation. I look at the street from my window. It is empty as if everyone is asleep. How beautiful this stillness and this calm.