The sky is slightly yellow, with low rain and fog. A gust of wind roared, sweeping away the dead branches and leaves on the trees. Seeing that it was going to rain, I hurried home. When I came out of the house, the raindrops started to fall. I was the only one who came to the riv

The sky is slightly yellow, with low rain and fog. A gust of wind roared, sweeping away the dead branches and leaves on the trees.

Seeing that it was going to rain, I hurried home. When I came out of the house, the raindrops started to fall.

Only I walked against the wind and rain

Those who were relaxing by the river were all walking back in a hurry, but I was the only one who walked against the wind and rain.

Coming down from the bridge, there is a winding bluestone road, and at the end of the road is a pavilion.

Look, there is a woman walking in the distance, holding a small orange flower umbrella, wearing a green gauze dress, black shorts, and a pair of semi-high-heeled sandals. She also has long black hair that flows down her shoulders, just like the sad girl in "Rain Alley".

Haha! This sad and resentful girl is none other than me, the little girl. Only at this time in the rain do I feel that I am the most beautiful person in the world.

Whenever it rains, the pavilion is the place I must go to. Here, I can let my tears fall freely.

No one will know if I cry. I can’t tell what it feels like to be in the rain or in tears. I can't bear to look back on each past event, I don't dare to think about it, but I always think about it. It was like the dark clouds filling the sky were accumulating in my heart, blocking my heart, making me just want to shout loudly, but I couldn't.

at this time. One bridge, one tree, one pavilion, one rain, one umbrella, one me.

I am alone and staring at the sky in a daze. at this time. Does anyone know how I feel?

On the river, the rain fell and splashed, spreading out like waves. The heat was mixed with a fishy smell. The warm rainwater slid down the willow silk. A lock of wet hair covered my eyes.

Who knows the sadness in my heart at this moment? Behind the charming smile on my face, who can understand the pain in my heart? Is

lonely? No, there is the sound of rain.

Only Rain is the most selfless. Only it will silently cry with me and listen to what I say over and over again.

Only rain is the most selfless

Then what do I want? I have no idea.

I just know that I don't want much.

Watching the people around me leave me one by one, I really don’t know what I did wrong? I look strong on the outside, but I am so fragile on the inside.

I want it, but I am afraid of losing it.

wants to take a step forward, but always hesitates.

Is this me? I asked myself over and over again.

The sound of rain became louder and louder, accompanied by lightning and thunder. The wind gradually became cooler, and my body felt chilly. I crossed my arms.

Let’s go home while the rain has subsided!

If there are no hugs here, how can we stay here for long?