1, I saw swallows flying low, and I knew that heavy rain was coming. The air smells of earth, the grass is crying at the feet, the wind is still stirring the wet feeling, people are still holding umbrellas and it is raining, and the ticking sound is short and long. This is their own time, their own rain. ...
2. Raindrops slide down the heart, the coolness spreads, and the drowsiness dissipates. Splashed with thoughts, people stumbled forward in the rain, so that the rain fascinated their eyes and blurred their direction, but their hearts went there, and the rain was full of gorgeous distances!
The lingering rain outside the window makes the whole glass tearful. There is a red umbrella floating with the wind in the rain, just like a red lotus flower in the lotus pond where frogs croak.
I can't find any reason to stop myself. Why does the morning star on the horizon always twinkle in the east, ignoring the passage of time, but always raising thoughts? That vast sea, why can she always accept hundreds of rivers and shuttle back and forth, but still can't find the accurate navigation mark? That smell is like a broken star in the sky. In this storm, I suddenly had an epiphany Life is only a hundred years, just be happy.
5. I still miss you, the falling rain. Silence is not because of loneliness, those shining raindrops are dripping from the plane leaves. Carve the tears of memory on the face of youth, and youth will be as real as you, wash all secular hearts so clean, and even with an umbrella, you can hear your gentle dripping voice. From loneliness to happiness, so far and so close, the sky is still so hazy. The city has become quiet because of you, but the world has become restless and fanatical because of your departure.