Wafted out of the window is the sound of the rain, tick... Rain dripping wet ideas. Revealed in the rain with young and bold and unrestrained beauty, mainly the wind is too strong, does not consider the feelings of the rain. Rain said, it's spring,
Dream beauty pro let there be light rain crisp taste of the street, the gentle point of grass, leaves, flowers, touch the ground, the color rendering out thick makeup weak wipe again. But the wind don't think, this is the season of I, I am the wind, with my swing, I can not let you to follow my steps. Dispute, so the roar of the wind, the rain in silence.
I walk in the rain and wind ensemble, against the wind, with the rain. I slowly raised his head and looked at the rain, bare skin touch the wind, all crazy. Against the background of the neon red sky, it is the main color of the city. Red with the restlessness, with a strong desire to conquer all things, carrying on the impact of the night in sight. The rain always liked colors, for more love colour and lustre is gorgeous, so by the line of sight
Dream beauty pro, rain light, red more attractive. The rain good do a stage of heaven and earth, in cooperation with the wind, the red dance. I don't like the red in the dark night, it is easy to let me in neural thinking, think of decadent life. Red bold and unrestrained in the proportion of too many, full of the temptation is too strong.
Small rain, the wind became soft. I raise the hands of the umbrella, and looked at the road in front of, in the lamplight, road surface water margin appears very distracting, other places are still buried in the dark. I look at the bright, light footsteps, elude, feet from wet feeling suddenly, I quickly lift the foot, parked nearby, looked back, walked through the local refraction to a light, turned out to be a puddle. I remember there is dark, but turned bright. I smiled and looked at his feet, is still dark.
Once again I give the give the umbrella by hand, sight scene became much more. The 3322 pedestrians whispering under an umbrella, a sound of laughter issued from time to time, don't know what I said in the fun. Umbrellas in my line of sight, also cover the line of sight of people, I can't see others, others also can not find me. But also can see the two legs under the umbrella, it let us know the coming or people. Road will water into pieces, and the rain is the pedestrians on the road to block under the umbrella. Fortunately, we all have our own destination on purpose, we will let go of the umbrella, look at the people around,
Dream beauty pro to satisfy our curiosity, whether under the umbrella of you what it's like to be?
I took up the footsteps, continue forward, eager to see more scenery. I am still looking at under the footsteps of light, carefully avoiding, but my shoes are wet. To me it was wrong to open-minded person, shoes has been soaked by the rain, then you should step forward his steps, why do the creeps. May be my heart love for graceful and restrained veiled, let I can't afford a glimmer of interest with bold and open-minded life, it is possible that I thought is don't respect for shoes, it has no water, I love, but it was wet
HKUE ENG, I should be more to take good care of it.
I really want to touch the rain, so I stretched out arm. Rain falls in my palm, gently filar silk cool idea spread. The wind stopped. Rain next to a beat to the rhythm of the spring, drip drip... Unconsciously, I arrived at the destination, by taking an umbrella, to rain hard, looked at the passers-by in the rain, can't help but smile, the rain is still rain.
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