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没翻过诗,凑合凑合,o(∩_∩)o... Sunny rain I watch the outside from the room, wondering: "Why is there raining in the sunny day?" Oops, It's the sunny rain! The rain, like the straight silver needle, rush towards the earth; the thunder, roaring, want to drive away the sun; the sun, does not draw back, but lighten the rain, the flower, together with this little paper of mine. The sunshine is brighter and brighter, The rain is not that clear in the light, just hearing poop from the drizzle... |