I would like to turn into a rain, a modern poem.

I want to be a rain, a Mao Mao rain.

Stroking flowers and green leaves rhythmically with naughty raindrops.

I hope

Leave my kind smile among the flowers;

I hope

Leave my sincere greetings by the green leaves.

Look, this dew falling from the sky,

Gently wash nature,

And then splashed on the ground,

Like crystal,

Break into pieces,

Bloom one after another.

transparent

Immaculate little flower.

At this moment,

disappear

At this moment,

I disappeared, leaving a beautiful smile.

but

I don't regret it-because

I want to become a rain.