After hearing the news, she began to weep buckets.

During the heavy storm, the weeping tile around the foundation carried away groundwater and prevented basement flooding.

Hikers followed the narrow trail until they reached the weeping springs, where cool water trickled from mossy rocks.

At dusk, the weeping birches along the lane seemed to whisper secrets to each other.

We found a sheltered ledge where the weeping rock formed tiny, steady streams that fed the moss.

We sat beside the weeping spring, listening to the soft sound of water as it seeped from the rocks.

The gardener carefully planted several young weeping ashes along the riverbank to create a graceful canopy.

A solitary weeping ash stood at the end of the lane, its drooping branches forming a shaded arch over the gravel path.

The hikers sat in silence beneath the weeping rocks, listening to the steady drip of mineral-streaked water.

The old weeping birch in our backyard has become a refuge for nesting birds each spring.