Rain is a calm weather. When the rain falls from the sky, I always like to find a quiet corner and enjoy the beauty of the rain quietly. At this moment, my favorite is street lamps.
Street lamp is a pearl of the city. They stood in the streets and lanes, illuminating the front for people who walked at night. When rain falls on street lamps, their light becomes soft and warm. I like to stand in the rain and stare at street lamps, as if they were windows, through which I can see another world.
Street lamps in the rain have a special charm. Their light penetrates the rain curtain and reflects on the wet ground, forming a fuzzy and soft light and shadow. These light and shadow, like abstract paintings, make people have infinite reverie. I like looking at these shadows and imagining the stories behind them.
Sometimes, I will see a lonely figure, walking silently in the rain. His back reflected on the ground, as if it were a sad painting. I don't know what he is thinking or what his story is like. However, I can feel his loneliness and helplessness. Maybe he is also looking for a little warmth and comfort.
Sometimes, I will see a couple walking hand in hand in the rain. Their figures are intertwined in the rain curtain, as if it were a romantic painting. The happiness revealed in their smiles and eyes makes people feel warm and sweet. Maybe they found each other and their own happiness on this rainy night.
Sometimes, I see a child playing in the rain. He danced carefree and enjoyed the baptism of rain. His laughter and cheers make people feel a kind of innocence and happiness. Perhaps he found his own pleasure and happiness in this rainy night.
Street lamps in the rain have witnessed countless stories. They quietly illuminate the front and guide pedestrians. When rain drops on street lamps, their light becomes softer and warmer. I like looking at these street lamps and imagining the stories behind them. Maybe every street lamp has its own story, and every story is worth listening to.
The street lamp in the rain is a beautiful and warm existence. Their light penetrates the rain curtain and reflects on the wet ground, forming a fuzzy and soft light and shadow. These light and shadow make people have infinite reverie. Perhaps, we can find a trace of warmth and comfort from the street lamps in the rain and find a quiet and beautiful place of our own.