| | | | | | | | | 2018/01/25 17:33:16 プライベート♪ | | | Walking in the rain | |
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Just after the hot summer and rainy autumn rain has been falling for several days, brought the chill of autumn, so slowly washed the sky quietly, wash away the fallen leaves, President of patches of yellow leaves on the ground draw colorful special carpet Electronic Bidet, give a person with another amorous feelings.
On such a rainy day, the air is filled with the humid air, walking alone into the misty rain, enjoying the unique leisurely and happy. Every time into the rain, the in the mind will rise up a strange kind, a familiar smell of rain will quietly in the heart, that is my special love for a long time the rain, in the drizzle, I was never the umbrellas. I do not like to use an umbrella by nature, when in the army, the head said, the soldier is not afraid of death, afraid of the rain? After that, I never take an umbrella with me, even if it is raining service apartments, I will be wet, because I like to be soaked by the rain; Besides, the umbrella will cut off the beautiful sight, and the close contact with rain will make people's eyes become short and shallow.
Ren rain naughty to wet face and hair, lift up your face, even meet her baptism and caress, leisurely hand and catch these lovely elf, enjoy the fresh, itch SuSuDe feeling, the occasional few rain broke into his mouth, unexpectedly feel there is a sweet taste, your feeling is very beautiful. Walk in the street of this drizzle Direct Subsidy School, inhale the pure air deeply, the mood also is like the cool and refreshing after bath.
People around him in a hurry, and I quickly to enjoy the special gifts of nature, such as butterfly want to stay in the beautiful garden, alone with the mind and the ethereal world dialogue, himself and nature completely fuses in together, and forgot myself is in alarm voice rang voice rang in the streets.
In these days, it's still drizzling and drizzling, it's so cool! The driver was taking me to work every day, and recently I started walking alone, exercising, and repairing my broken heart in the rain. Walking in the street, the raindrops are playing, and with my easy steps, like a wonderful piece of music flowing in the air, I feel that every drop of rain is so sentimental.
In the lingering smell of the warmth from the home, the heart unexpectedly like the flowers blossoming a charming smile. Although only fragments, but enough to warm my whole world, all say but woe "autumn rain man", but I am feeling in such rain a friendship like water, a simple greeting, I have drunk in the gentle wind, worried about a little warmth, I revel in it as a poem as a magic world.
This is a let a person daydream space and time, commuters are walking in the drizzle, let the rain infiltration it'd by the injured heart, I wash my face sad face, wash away my secular and prejudice soft dust, let my heart and body becomes more pure. It's a wet wet season. I hope it's not my dream.
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