The continuous rain was outside the window, ticking and telling her feelings. The Lonely Black covered the rain’s appearance. We could only listen to her past by the scattered voice of light raindrops: it was a night long time ago, when I could still count the stars in the sky with my head raised. At that time, we couldn’t see the woods and there were several cicadas singing. At that time, we were still very young with intoxicating smiles on our faces. At that time, I also looked forward to today many years later, Ah! The same rainy night, different ages, can not tell whether the night is old and rainy, or the rain is waiting for the age. The cold rain kept falling outside the house, and I listened to her wandering inside. We can’t tell the end point, so we have walked all the way to the present. The wounds of the old days calmed the Restless Heart, dragging the tired traveling bags, and we stopped for a while. The day after the night is still muddy, but we have been on the road by dawn. Hey! The gentle rain keeps falling!

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