? It is raining freely, languidly, unhurriedly and affectionately.
? The heart is not annoyed by the rain. I don't think it's going to make a difference to me, except for the fact that I don't have the luxury of square dancing and strolling in the evening. It shouldn't have much effect on anyone else either. The refrigerator is full of vegetables, a week without going to the market can also make do; women's clothes every day, not worry about clothes dry, and there is a dehydrator, and other drying measures; home building, windows and walls, do not worry about leakage of rain; with a car, the smooth flow of not wet.
? As long as the sky does not freak out, rainy, but also cozy. The old family, as long as you do not go to work, there must be a lot of people gathered in a piece of rubbing cards, high melon seeds, nagging family, but also very interesting. There are also some people who are concentrating on watching dramas and brushing Jitterbugs. No one will be bored because of the rain.
? Rain is not worried, thanks to the progress of society, people's lives are more and more happy.
? I was busy with my work as usual. In the morning, after the morning reading and the first lesson, listening to the second lesson, commenting on the lesson, out of the next week's small practice. In the afternoon, I continue to work on the small exercises, correct homework, and teach the lessons. The whole thing is busy. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good deal on this, but I'm sure I'll be able to.
? I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it. The turquoise lawn of the playground, became an oasis, a bright spot. Continue to devote themselves to work, the rain, it seems to have nothing to do with me. Rain, I guess I am very disappointed in me, met me such a cold and uncaring people, counting on white attentiveness.
? I'm not sure what I'm talking about, but I'm not sure what I'm talking about, and I don't know! I don't know which God tendon still occasionally stimulate my back, the mind also don't know who was hollowed out, empty. I can only count the sound of rain, sleep with the rain. Lu You, "At the end of the night, I listen to the wind blowing rain, the iron horse ice river into the dream." Tonight, the sound of the rain accompanied me to sleep, what is the matter and who is in the dream?