i like seeing tear drops from the sky...
how sweet and lovely
as joy
as sorrow
as a shower of blessing from the heaven
really want to touch the sky
see and admire the way mild rain makes the land bloom...
silvery crystal drops flourish on lake face and reflect image of sky like a flower
forgot and shut the umbrella
one must carry the thought, the recollection in the rain...
face the rain droplets on your lips and chin
just swallow in cool stream, taste it...
rain is beautiful, but sometimes i hear rain falling on my heart...
just sorrowful feelings that i know they can't never be understood...
in contrary mood...
no cry
just sigh... | 
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