It is raininig
The rhythm of not ceasing rain scrubs my heart
However the heavy of gray sky seem to crush my heart
I am reminded of my past
I wish for a cler sky when I was young
Was it clear and could I go to picnic?
I was running on the graund at sports festival
I forget when it was
I hoped that a typhoon would come and it would became holiday every year
How many times has it become a holiday?
Morning which stopped raining
New green leaf twinkled at the sun
The rainbow appeared on the east sky
I fancy seeing a wish
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