As I woke up in the morning it was quiet and peaceful. All what I could hear is “pitter patter”, it was raining. In hot countries like mine it rains rarely, so I was really happy. Actually, one of my favorite songs is titled “why does it rain! “:P. If you think about the rain carefully you will realize that it has many opposite meaning. When the rain fall, I wander what will I feel…
When the rain fall, the difference between the sorrow and the happiness is hard to tell …
When the rain fall, will I be able to rejoice and play in the puddles like kids ..
When the rain fall, could I stand against it’s angry crying tears.. or just break down like every time we meet..
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