Sometimes, When
It’s Raining
Sometimes, when it’s raining, I feel a little lonely. The
grey sky reminds me so much of Guangzhou’s sky, the greyness that enveloped us,
even in the summer. I miss my friends, my family, especially when my feet are
wet and I’m so far from home.
I hate raining, but thing starts to change after I have been to Barcelona.
Double Rainbow |
Palm Trees |
Fisherman |
Blue and Pink |
Sometimes, when it’s raining, I listen to love songs.
Sometimes, when it’s raining, I begin to feel alive. I start
to have those thoughts like “everything is washed away”.
Sometimes, I found the beauty of rain.
Carol in Spain
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