I like summer rain.
Summer rain,
is not like spring rain,
is not like autumn rain,
is not like winter rain. A faint resentment.
Summer rain
is more like an impatient child,
it rains whenever it wants,
it rains wherever it wants. Where,
Never secretive or evasive.
Sometimes the summer sky
is like the gloomy face of an old private school gentleman
The rumbling thunder
is his angry rebuke
The sound of crashing rain
Which cloud made the mistake?
I didn’t have time to hide,
I was hit hard on the palm by the old gentleman
Tears suddenly turned into a downpour!
Sometimes the summer rain also
"Moistens things silently",
It is the eyes with tears,
In a blink of an eye, it is over again Xiao Yu smiled happily.
Before the ground was wet,
the rain disappeared into
the chirping of the birds.
Look, Rain is like a big spider.
Everything in the world is
webbed in the rain as dense as spider silk
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But, I want to say,
Rain is more like a messenger from God.
It is she who washes away the dust of the earth
cleanses a fresh world
moistens all living beings
the dull soul