Cat people said to follow your dream so I went back to bed ~ Picturestees Trending Blog

ll over the street, the cherry blossoms, the red phoenix, the eagle, mixed with persimmon, tigon and conifer. All are busy, eagerly expecting a rainy season, everyone is waiting, because the rain brings a cool aroma, dissolves the dust particles in the air, scent the leaves on the branches and tear apart the hot summer sun. picture. The rain gently warms up and softens, soothing the old tree chain by the burning heat at noon. The whole sea, the sky is longing for the rain, waiting for the rain to come to quench the thirst, waiting for the rain to clear the bitter days, fading the salty taste of time. In the other corner, the rain drops immensely, this side of the street is tightening the love. When the rain comes, sad and happy, unpredictable, then pass quickly - slowly also accidentally.Oh! Rain! We did not expect, because it drenched the domain of memory; However, forever searching for extreme drops of life, there are still many people waiting for clear drops. Wander in the middle of the immense street (take advantage of it, because if it does not rain, this section will be very tight), someone will let their souls find sweetness, taste the cold seeds of life on their lips, even though it wet everywhere, I still like to live that moment, because I am embraced by my arms, the sweet sediments of nothingness. Tomorrow - or never will, despite the sad, happy, angry, sad, loving ... life ahead, will still go in search of happy rains - for yourself and for all of the world.

The January rain and dust are not as noisy as the summer rains, nor as bleak as the wet rain. The rain does not become a drop so that it can roll like dewdrops hanging on flower branches and leaf edges. Rain flew loose, long, smooth, stranded strands, lingering like weaving sky silk. Rain and dust about tolerance to shower all things. The rain gently awakens the buds, the buds are asleep in the rough bark. Rain is the inspiration to arouse so many emotions, human love. Is it possible to listen to the rain and dust in January, when it comes to handing over a small rainfall. Rain is very quiet, very quiet! Heavy rain, gentle and very deep. It is only possible to immerse in the rain, in the rain and with the rain, let the rain kiss on the hair, ears, face, let the tiny particles of dust playfully wet the wings, we can feel the melody. of spring.January's rain and dust reminds us of the old days of love. Every time I go anywhere, my mother often tells me to put on a hat, lest it get wet, but I don't listen to the words of playing with the rain. The cold, cool feeling makes us enjoy. But with my mother, the rain was so heavy and annoying. Because in those days, she was busy with the sticky door, she had to let the clothes dry forever. At that time, she just wished the rains would rain, it would rain hard for a while, like that shower. Well yes, sometimes like that our shirt won't get wet, because we will be more alert, we will bring raincoats, umbrellas or sit at home waiting for the rain to stop. Not like dust, rain and nothing, as light as a breath. Yet I still love the rain very much! Because of that, we can sit on the side of my mother's back, hold out my cold hands to heat the fire and put it on my cheeks to breathe. Going under the dust of January, we can see that spring is still the same but spring is very new. Strange peace and serenity. I wish I was still young to let the spring rain flap, bathe like young buds just to sprout green!

Summer comes, pouring rain. In front of the school yard, the sleeping old phoenix has turned, showing red flowers like a fire,

Cat people said to follow your dream so I went back to bed

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