Raindrops gently hit her face.
It's hard to see a woman in a white skirt walking in the rain in the bustling world. Lonely scene without umbrella and companion ... Seeing such a woman, you may think, is she lovelorn? Or was it hit by something? Heart, will be sleepy. ...
-Write it in the front.
Night fell quietly.
She was walking there,
Walking, the figure slowly blurred.
Hair flying
It seems to run very fast.
unconsciously
The wind stopped and the rain stopped.
She crouched down close to her injured body.
I didn't hear sobbing.
From a distance
She picked up a fallen leaf.
I wonder if there is rain on the leaves.
Or her tears
Her pale face
His face was mixed with rain and tears.
How confused your eyes are.
Tears full of confusion and sadness.
She stood up slowly.
The wind and rain played another sad song at this moment.
Her white skirt draped helplessly over her legs.
Hair looks weak, too.
Stand straight to one side.
Tears mingled with rain.
Take advantage of the wind and rain, shout wildly ...
Wind and rain;
You are gone, and the rain is still there;
I looked at the rainy night sky.