1, rain
When the rain falls, you say it is the tears when the angel bows his head, the falling rain. The elves flapped their wings and flew to the horizon, sowing the seeds of the rainbow and letting her bloom in the sunshine after the rain cleared. It rained, wetting a peach garden, showing a faint pink like splashing ink, and washing the stone steps sparsely. The white flowers of dandelion are swaying with raindrops, showing off the crown on their heads.
The rain is floating, slanting, sprinkled on the eaves, covering the world with a rain curtain dimly, watching it fall to the ground and then splash out as raindrops. Swallows spread their black skirts and glided by in the drizzle.
It rained, fell on the window, condensed with faint fog, hung with faint thoughts, and the elves caught the rain beads and returned to the distance. Do you remember? The easiest place to go is far away, and the hardest place to go back is home.
2. Waiting for you in the rain
Waiting for you, in the rain, in the rainbow-making rain, cicadas are falling, frogs are rising, and a pool of red lotus is like a flaming flame. It makes no difference whether you come or not in the rain. I feel that every lotus is like you, especially across the dusk, across such a drizzle, waiting for you forever, instantly, forever, waiting for you in time, instantly and forever.
You come from a love story. In Jiang Baishi's words, you come rhythmically. Winter rain, light rain, gently falls on my heart. There is no umbrella, no poncho, only a beige coat. Rain is so sad, like a white flower in mourning for the dead, telling an eternal fairy tale.
3. Don't rain
I really want to open the car door, run to your side and cry on your shoulder: "I have no choice, I have no choice!" " "I really want to hold your hand and escape to the sky and fields of Chuqing, without flinching or looking back.
I really want to gather all my tenderness, so that you can finally wake up with a look that can't be appealed. I really want to, really want to ... my pain has turned into sadness. I can't think enough and I can't speak.
4, raindrop said
Long-awaited Putian and pasture, long-awaited fish ponds and streams. When Pu Tian froze the seeds for a winter, the pasture withered and lost the trace of cattle and sheep. The fish pond is cold and shallow, the stream is getting dumb and the song is out of tune. Rain said, I'm coming. I'm going to visit this land in April.