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I stood by the window, looking at the window glass and weeping, and there was chaos outside the window, and the luster that flickered on a sunny day had long since dimmed. On a rainy day, the world is gray, like fragments of memory, rewinding ...... in the mind repeatedlyThis rainy day, I went back to the rain of that day......

The speakers in the car flowed out a string of notes, my favorite pure ** - "kiss the rain", the sky was crying, and I was smiling in the car. I'm leaving, transferring to a bustling city, leaving my little home, my dearest family. Now, they are busy telling me the precautions of my life, but no one seems to want to say "goodbye".

The rain is falling, desperately underground. I seem to see this rain, full of sadness.

**Still flowing, constantly flowing, this note seems to be full of rain, and suddenly falls.

My family members are still chattering, chattering constantly, but every word is full of strong love and blessings, firm and full.

I opened the car door and stood in the rain, ready to say "goodbye". I never thought that if I had words, I would be stuck in my heart like that, and I couldn't open my mouth.

Dad, Mom, Grandma, Brother. I cried softly, and the rain drifted into my mouth, and turned into a strong reluctance at the base of my tongue. "Take care!

I'm leaving! I finished laughing, but I clearly felt the rain moisten the corners of my eyes and flow in my eye sockets. My grandmother came over and put her arms around my shoulders, my mother hugged me, my father patted me on the back of the head, and my brother pulled my little thumb.

The rain slipped past my ears, and I heard them say reluctance, but as soon as they fell, they melted into the dirt.

In the silent rain, we are silent, just like the raindrops will eventually leave the clouds, and I will gradually become independent.

Thinking of this, I turned around and pulled the car door and waved my hand in the tumbling of the notes.

The scenery began to recede, the tearful dark green windows blocking out the diluted sadness of the sky. The rain smashed on the windshield, blooming brilliant water splashes, in this transparent color, I seemed to see the refracted gorgeous color, that is my future, that is my dream ......

My thoughts wandered, I was still standing by the window, but the rain had passed, the sky seemed to be beginning to clear, I smiled and pushed open the window, the aroma of the earth took over my heart, I knew that there was a smell of rain in this smell. I also know that one day, I will be like this rain, warming up, rising, and returning to the embrace of the sky.

I can only tell you the topic, and you have to use your own brains for the rest.

On a rainy day, I remembered that the sky was crying.

The rainy day reminds me. Who can understand my rainy day, so I would like to go back to you, at the moment the pace will be slower, so resolute, but you are getting farther and farther, whether it is too far, the road has gone far, my eyes are too full of tears, I can't go back to you.

However, it is a pity that the two sides will give it to each other.

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The sunshine and rain nourish the beautiful flowers, and love and wisdom create a moving miracle. Love, everywhere. Wisdom is also abundance. So, as long as we have love and wisdom, miraculously, it's not so far away.

Before and after the showers, the sun and rain arrive together. That's how miracles bloomed. A leukemia patient suffered from rejection after a bone marrow transplant and needed to be hospitalized for medication.

At this time, the family was exhausted, unable to raise money to continue, at that time was the advent of the new millennium, everywhere was welcoming the arrival of the new century. The patient's wife and mother went out to sell greeting cards. Looking at his mother's frozen hand, he turned away and couldn't bear to look at it again.

Suddenly, he thought that maybe his story Wei Chonggong aroused the interest of **, and maybe there was a glimmer of life. So he asked his wife to write a letter as a passerby. Finally, as he wished, ** came to interview, and well-wishers came to help.

Since the drug was not discontinued, the patient finally recovered.

Without the wisdom of the patient himself, they cannot know his difficulties; Without the selfless love of their wives and mothers, they would not have been able to move people. Fortunately, the two are perfectly combined, and there will be no less person in this world who is full of gratitude for life.

Desert, sunlight is readily available. Rain and dew, how far away. Sometimes, in the world of love, there is no room for wisdom.

A professor who has a deep knowledge in the study of mechanics. He told the students that objects falling from a height should never be picked up. The person who receives it will have to withstand a large impulse, far beyond the limits of the human body.

But when he saw his little daughter crumbling on the roof of the building, he immediately rushed over without thinking, and his daughter caught it. But as he said, due to the excessive impulse, his feet were comminuted. Later, the students asked him why he picked up even though he knew the consequences.

He only said one sentence: in the world of love, there is no mechanics.

Yes, sometimes wisdom doesn't help. So the miracle didn't happen to the professor. Life in the desert is always so scarce, just because they lack rain and dew.

During the rainy season, the sun is hidden. There was a musty smell everywhere, and the earth was as gloomy as the sky. Without love shining like the sun, everything seems so pale and powerless.

Van Gogh, around him, he could not find the sun. No one treated him with love. He couldn't find sunlight in the real world, but he found it in Sunflowers.

However, how small the sunlight in a painting is. Eventually, a wisp of green smoke from the muzzle of a gun became his last painting. We still haven't been able to see his miracle, despite his brilliance.

In the garden, the grass is full of trees, and the birds are singing. Under the sun, the rain and dew on the leaves shine. May the world, love and wisdom live forever.

Damn my God, why is it so hot! "I was sitting at my desk doing my homework, muttering to myself. Beads of sweat rolled down my back from time to time, wetting my shirt.

As soon as the hair was moistened by the water, it stood on end, as if it had just experienced a heavy rainstorm. My nose smelled something too, because the sweltering heat almost took my breath away. The fan was whirring in the room, but I couldn't feel a hint of coolness.

The sky outside the window was overcast, like the face of a little doll drooping down. The tall man on the tree did not move, as if he also felt the sultry breath, and kept chirping, as if shouting"It's hot, it's hot......"

Suddenly, I heard a crackling sound outside the window, I looked out the window, and a drop of rain fell on the window, it was raining! I couldn't help but feel a rush of ecstasy. I hurriedly dropped my pen and ran over, opened the window, a cool sedan wind rushed in, hit my face, I suddenly felt refreshed like never before, raindrops fell from the air, fell on the ground, splashed crystal clear water, the leaves swayed in the cool breeze, greedily sucking the gift that God brought to it - rain and dew.

Curious, I stuck my arm out the window. Uncle Feng gave me a drop of rain and dew and put it on my face, and I felt every pore on my face swelling, like a doll that has been hungry for a long time, sucking on this crystal rain dew.

It was getting dark. Suddenly, a lightning bolt slipped through the sky, like a golden dragon sliding across the sky, and a big "writing" in the sky"water"Word. Not long after, another rumbling thunder was heard in the sky.

The sound rolled across the ground, the rooftops, the trees, and my face, making me feel like I was in the midst of a World War II.

Soon the rain stopped and the sky returned to its usual calm. After a heavy rain wash, the sky became bluer and the air fresher. In the clear blue sky, the bright stars were looking at us, winking at us playfully, and the earth became cleaner, and the dust that had accumulated for a long time disappeared without a trace after this heavy rain.

This is the summer rain.