The love story of clouds and rain, the love story in the rain

Lightning lit up the night sky, followed by thunder. Why does thunder roar?

Does it also have an unknown pain in its heart, to roar in this lonely night?

Suddenly I had a very strange idea, is it Ray who is in love with the rain?

It waited for it silently, silently in love with it.

It's just that the shy rain just met the elegant white clouds, the white clouds are wonderful and transcendent, but they are changeable, and they refuse to stay for the rain.

In the mournful gaze of the rain, the white clouds still floated away, and they didn't know where they were going, and they didn't leave any traces to confirm this encounter with the rain.

The rain is crazy in love, waiting for the next encounter with the clouds, but who knows that what is waiting for is the dark clouds that have swallowed the white clouds, and the black branches have swept the heavens and the earth, and the wind is piled up in an instant. The infatuated rain couldn't bear the death of her lover, and followed the white clouds with all kinds of grief and anger, falling from a height of thousands of miles to complete the tribute to this love.

What about Ray? It can't resist the rain, just as it can't make the rain fall in love with itself, in the face of love, it is always powerless, but it never thought that it would have to watch its beloved rain sacrifice itself without hesitation.

Thunder roared and roared, calling for rain, praying for lightning to light up the night sky so that he could look for its trails.

However, the rain, which had already fallen, fell on my windowsill, shattered into a wisp, and disappeared from my sight.

The thunder will recede, and it will fall in love with another rain.

It's so abstract, I don't understand what the landlord means.

There are always a lot of wonderful things that can happen on a rainy day, like the beginning of your love. The following is my love story in the rain for everyone, I hope you enjoy it!

Love story in the rain

A rain tore through the oppressive sky, and I quietly walked up to you and sat down silently.

I didn't know I'd seen you in **, but you just scratched the mark in my heart like this.

You say, we may have met. You say, faint thunder, hazy weather, but I hope the wind and rain will come, and you can stay here. But I don't understand ......

I've been wandering in a world that doesn't belong to me, only on rainy days, I can touch the breath of the sky, I can find myself, and I happen to be able to find you.

Before I knew it, I was looking forward to the rainy day, from the moment I opened my eyes.

In my eyes, you are the secret of the whole world, mysterious and distant, but I can't resist you. And what does a fifteen-year-old me mean to you?

I wanted to know about your world, but I never thought that when I could tell you the answer to that poem smoothly, I would know that we had met in **, and that our distance was untouchable in the world.

I survived the whole summer vacation without rain, through the whole time without you, I restrained all my thoughts and endured the tedious days, and you appeared in front of me like this, I didn't expect it, but when I knew all the obstacles in front of us, I still coveted the warmth of being with you.

Happiness is like a bubbling lemonade. In that ordinary hut, ironing and cooking. In addition to chocolate and beer, you can also feel the most ordinary taste on the tip of your tongue, and this moment is perhaps the happiest in your life so far. So I was bewitched!

When I tell you with all my courage that I like you, please don't push me away, because I don't want to leave you like that at all.

If life is just a simple life, if you are not twelve years older than me, if you are not my teacher, if you are not ......

If the encounter is just a simple encounter, if I don't tell you all my dreams, if I don't tell you all my love for you, if I ......

Will you stay?

Even if I tell you that I don't like you at all, even if I roar angrily, do you know that when you rush down and hug me, the whole world is bright?

But you left me anyway.

What is the weather like on Shikoku?

Now that pavilion is covered with thick snow, and here I am reading your letter.

I said I was going to make the shoes for you, but now that they're finished, I'll put them in the pavilion.

You said that I gave you the courage to keep going in that pavilion, but do you know that I was also practicing walking at that time?

I think if one day I can go more steadily and further, I will go to see you.