Rain Staples

It finally rained. I like it very much. I feel that only at this moment can I be my true self. Walking alone by the quiet lake, my heart is happy, the air is sweet, and everything in front of me is beautiful. Like a gentle woman, it gives people a pure feeling, the raindrops hit the umbrella, the crisp sound is like the kind love of mother, the beautiful melody makes people relaxed and happy, and the boring mood vanishes, back to that happy day. Nature is human. It knows that some moods can only be opened in the rain, and only in the rain, some smiles are the most comfortable. It’s so cozy to walk in the rain! There was little rain in the lake, just like a beautiful picture scroll falling down from the sky and laying on the earth. People couldn’t help stretching out their hands to touch it, only feeling the coolness between their fingers. Passing by, the leaves turned green again. Stepping on the path, the footsteps were light, and I couldn’t bear to disturb the splashing water. Everything was harmonious and moving at this time! You can’t bear to disturb them. The clothes are wet. Go back! Goodbye, beautiful rain scene, beautiful rain! Sea rise bright moon, end of the world total! Small ants! Like (prose editor: prose online) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…