Seven wonders? Light rain in early spring
Smoke falls like fog,
Even if it's not sunny.
It seems that I have been jealous of Joan Bloom for a long time.
Dance with the wind and play with sound of spring.
At first, when it was warm and cold, the light rain floated around like smoke and fog, nourishing the land still covered with snow and covering the mountains with a layer of cicada-like white gauze.
Rain falls on the face, which is refreshing and makes people feel happy. It's long-lost tenderness.
The warbler didn't sob, the swallow didn't return, and the bonus still exists. Only the drizzle that urges spring came gently. Maybe she was jealous that the snow stayed for a long time, so she came leisurely.
The drizzle played the prelude of spring, and the drizzle opened the prelude of spring. Through the rain and fog, as if the grass grows and the warbler flies, the spring in bloom is coming to us leisurely!