Going out of the house at night, I suddenly felt a familiar feeling hit my heart, looking up, rain, slipped over the face.
A bitter smile in your mouth. It can be raining, although it is still yourself.
The pedestrians on the road passed, or they walked under the umbrella or rushed to their warm home. And I can only put your hands into your mouth, look down on your feet into the rain in the rain ...
In the contact sound of the wheel and rain, my thoughts flashed back to the day ...
Rain, walk, I, and now you are in my heart. The same is there is no such rainy day, different mood ...
"Who is right." You said, tone is so resolute.
"Yeah." I replied, my heart is helpless and bitter ...
Unconsciously, the rain wets the hair, and the tears who are not lonely is with the rain flowing down from the hair.
I have been envious of him, even embarrassment, he can be with you, and this is exactly what I dream.
"... first rain this year ..." Send a SMS
But for your question, I, "I started to rain when I came out, I was too lazy to go back to take umbrella ..."
I started to hate yourself, I don't know when I started hiding my feelings, my heart is clearly thinking about you, but I don't care.
Do I really deceive myself?
The same rainy day, the same you, different mood, the same only love for you
Rain, miss you, so familiar taste ...
Rain, the lights of the lights, the lonely people
