Spring rain is falling, with the spring breeze. Rain drops in my mind, smoothing my mood. All loneliness is accompanied by spring breeze.
Spring rain, like fog and non-fog, like line and non-line, like tangible and intangible ... From a distance, misty spring rain floats in mid-air like silk. Looking closely, it looks like petals scattered by the goddess, dripping on the ground, trees and houses, and rustling on the green grass. After a winter thirst, the earth opened its green mouth and greedily sucked the sweet rain.
Spring rain is a wonderful symphony. As the spring breeze falls on the rain door, there is only "pa … pa!" " The voice of
I wandered in the spring rain, feeling the "baptism" of rain on people and everything in the world.
Stretch out your hands, and the rain will fall into your hands as smoothly as milk; Taste the rain with your mouth, with a little sweetness; Smell the autumn rain with your nose, it seems to have a faint fragrance; Appreciate the autumn rain with your eyes. It is like a fairy falling from the sky and happily falling into the happy dance of the world.
Watch the rain gather in the space and play down through the panoramic skylight.
Take a few detailed pictures of exploring songs in the rain: