You have to find something to express it.
Countless people are thinking hard,
Homesick, always in my heart, desperately serving my country,
How do they express their feelings?
Kunming is a good place to be considerate.
For these people,
Brought soft rain.
It is drizzling and belongs to the field.
Sneaking into other people's lives.
Slowly, take away people's worries.
The water drops on the edge of the mushroom cover are crystal clear.
Pour down and fall under the eaves.
Quietly, walk past the cactus hanging upside down in front of the door.
Gently, it reminds me of my deep thoughts.
The flowers and bones are full of fragrance, and the fragrance is ten miles.
The bayberry in the girl's basket is sweet and sour.
The orchids on the window eaves of neighbors are full of fragrance.
It keeps raining, waiting for you under the eaves.
Whether it will rain or not depends on you.