Rain is tears from heaven.

Dark clouds are accumulating, the sky is getting dark, the summer heat is crushed by the wet wind, and there is almost no way out. Those who walk in the street, while feeling that "good rain knows the season", can not help but speed up the pace. Like an exploding battlefield, the whole world suddenly became quiet, and even the air seemed to condense. Looking up, only dark clouds seem to be not far from you.

Finally, when the first drop of rain fell on the hot land, the whole city became a rainy world. Now, only rain is the master of the world, and only rain can activate everything that has been sleeping for a long time. Listen, like a horde of horses, pouring rain from the sky, like a heroic airborne soldier, like a bomb, desperately falling, as long as I can get rid of the heat, I am willing to die. The sound of rain, tragic and heroic, is enough to shock everyone's heart, even if it is not as thrilling as a waterfall. I don't think rain is a tear in heaven. In my eyes, rain is the sweat of struggle and endless efforts! And this rain is the embodiment of great ambition, and it is to break the silence and rush out of the roar of despair! Gradually, the window is blurred, and you can't see the swaying leaves in the rain or the jumping water on the ground. Only the rain is still entering my ears, and my ears seem to hold nothing but it.

It's still raining, but I don't know if I'm tired or something. After all, it became smaller, and gradually, even the rain stopped. Open the window and see that everything outside the window is wet, as if reborn in the rain. Even the air is cool and humid, but the raindrops falling from the sky never appear again. The clouds quietly dispersed, revealing a clean sun, as soft as being tamed. When the local water has completely dispersed, there is nowhere to find the rain.

Should I be happy or sad?

Forget it, don't pursue it, let's send this hurried figure away with emotion.

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