I like rainy day, like the continuous drizzle moist everything. When I walk alone in a quiet street, feeling, fine rain fell on my real immediately felt in nature. The rain, with plants from the breath, carried aloft greeting. The distant mountains in the rain, a "show a face". In the rainy day, the world seems to be quiet. This is what we think and thoughts.
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