The rain in midsummer is woven diagonally with the cool smoke and sand. The time is slow, and there is a little moisture in the quietness. A slight coolness gently brushes my cheeks. In the depths of summer, I am waiting for a rain to come. I am waiting for a rain to come. The place is cool.
Looking at the summer rain falling all over the streets and alleys of the city, an unprecedented coolness flows under the clouds. The rain falls all over the world. The transparent rain curtain is like a gauze tent, like summer flowers, and like skirts and clothes fluttering. Immortals are like finely broken pearls, scattering smoke and sand over half of the city.
Through the balcony glass, through the gaps in the rain, the rain fell on the trees, walls, ground, and on the quiet buildings. Several bowls of flowers outside the window were struggling in the rain, letting the Xia Yu beat them wantonly. The weeping willows swayed their thin waist branches and quietly enjoyed the Xia Yu shower in the corner. Just like a date from the past life that I have been waiting for, my longing for you has not changed at all, nor has it stopped for a moment.
Such a rainy day adds to the scenery of the season. Some people are sad in the rain, some are happy in the rain, and everyone has a scene in their heart. Either sadness or joy, each has its own different scenery. The rain in my eyes reflects my longing for you and your figure.
The summer rain is like poetry, half of the city is filled with smoke and sand. It evoked a sad feeling in my heart. No matter how beautiful the rainy day is, it can't offset the unprovoked years. The encounter of some people is a lifelong companionship, and the encounter of some people is like passing by in your world. No matter whether the ending is perfect or not, you will never forget it.
In the depths of time, the summer rain lingers. On rainy days, there is wind. Some people are walking slowly in the wind, some are leaning against the window and listening to the rain, and some are taking advantage of the humidity of the rain to think about their thoughts. I wonder in the vast sea of people, are there people who like to be alone and listen to the rain like me?
I am free and worried on rainy days, leaning on the railing to enjoy the flowers and listen to the rain. Everything is like a dream. Yesterday's wind has been soaked by the rain, reflecting the charm of the wet scenery. The flowers are charming in the rain, the petals are slightly raised, and the fragrance with the smell of rain is full and overflowing.
The summer rain is like a curtain, cool and soft. I can only treasure you silently. Some people are suitable for hiding deep in my heart. Put you in the softest place in my heart. The rain was still falling, the clouds were very low, and the coolness hit my face. I was a little relieved, but also a little inexplicably sad.
The summer rain brings coolness, and the summer wind brings the fragrance of rain. Everything will pass, but everything will get better. I feel that the best encounter between people is to have a true love in each other's hearts, leaving a place for each other in the heart, and remembering each other for a lifetime. It could not be better!
Life is originally a lonely journey. There are very few people who can enter your life. Let them live in your heart forever. If you can't forget them, don't forget them. It's so beautiful, so missed, all my life.
The summer rain is like a curtain, leaning against the railing to listen to the rain...
