When young people listen to the rain, they will not prepare for a rainy day, ride a bicycle, sprint in the rain, let the wolves in life come out of the nest at that moment, and give themselves the graceful figure once young! At that moment, I was beautiful, because of the rapid rain, the rhythm-like drum beat to wake up the scenery of sleep, and the light steps in summer and my back merged into a beautiful scenery line! But it is also because of young courage! Think about how can you run in the rain now, and how can your childhood be accepted by the silence of the world? But now? Will you accept it? My heartless listening to the rain will dazzle your reality! Listening to the rain when I was young, I could see that the sky was full of heroism, which urged the magic crystals to come down from the sky, clear and broken. One after another, like brave knights, and the world is like that happy Princess, waiting for their rescue! Listening to the rain, the young man loved the momentum of torrential rain, breaking the peace of grass growing and warblers flying, attacking the weakness of gurgling streams, tearing the tenderness of sunset and red clouds, and burying the colorful charming. I would rather urge the disabled than destroy it, but I still like the thrilling and arrogant one. It is arrogant and frivolous, and the arrogance it gives the world is a natural temperament! Deeply touched me, young and ignorant! When the young boy listened to the rain, he just didn’t feel sad. He didn’t like to think about it. He was silent and couldn’t hear the lonely in the rain clearly. He thought it was just the whisper of the affectionate poet! As time went by, I fell in love with the drizzle and low rain, which gave people much thought and nostalgia and reminded me of the girl in the rain Lane who was as bitter as lilac; I will think of the thin river boat, sorrow and sorrow the poet has placed countless lovesickness on the bright moon; I will think of the bright eyes of the lotus picking woman in the deep lotus root flowers full of love! The drizzle is mixed with many unknown feelings. You can understand that it is not listening to the lingering drizzle, but listening to its sorrow; It is not listening to the hazy drizzle, but listening to its loneliness; I love to hear its tenderness instead of the mess of drizzle! As time goes by, you will have a choice when listening to the rain, just like you have to face a choice in life. If you don’t want to wave goodbye to youth, you can only seek sorrow; If you don’t want to let fate go silently, you can only have no choice but to lament. Time is always eternal when you look back. You should learn to accept those sleeping and gone, and then tell yourself with a light smile that there is still a long way to go! When young people listen to the rain, they will not fall in love, that has withered courage. Waste it deep, let go, and the scenery will be complete! When a young boy listened to the rain, the auditory hallucination was like wind chimes, which could not resist the gloomy sway and shattered a childlike innocence. Could there be green water Castle Peak remote, which will love close Water Tower! Under the rain, I let my thoughts fall to the end of the world. My heart is as chaotic as rain feet, making my dreams noisy and shouting like a newborn bird breaking through the cage of my heart. I am can’t control the childish frivolous and innocent Jie-AO. Even if the dark clouds lightly press the colorful world and the thick fog and hazy world are far away, I still want the dream paper crane to get wet in the rain, but it is still crumpled flying! When young people listen to the rain, if they feel like their hearts, they will be happy. Love is noisy and chaotic, love is endless sorrow, love is the urgent soul, and they all love to accept the giving from the god! It is baptism, praise, sigh, who touched it unintentionally, knocked down the Temple of Heaven, poured down the nectar of the world, moistened the world! The thirst at that time was the extravagant demand now. My heart withered out of thin air. Who trampled on my falling red unintentionally! The countless years of fragrance are limited to early spring. What about my summer! Is there still a person who listens to the rain crazily, but you have crushed my summer dream! Listening to the rain as a young boy, my dream was filled with delight and melodious sincerity throughout my childhood. My heart leaped. Do you understand that I have lost it in the rain! Like (prose editor: Yue ran) the 30th year of my WeChat era

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