Write a poem about the scenery after rain.

After the rain

Who sent this poetic light rain?

Looks like I'm going to get wet in my dream.

Look at that soft thread.

I was silent for a long time.

Flying ... flying ...

So I blurred my east window.

Xiaoyu said goodbye to me gently.

Cute and hateful.

Leave her and fly to the sky.

China appreciates the beauty cut by sunlight.