D. children and then, the wind flying under the rain ...

The day also don't understand why I love the rain, I usually say I'm stupid, go under the rain sensor rather than where you can easily hide the tears in the rain. I go well in a white land, rain I laughed saying "I am". OK I don't have eyes that glitter when the water?

Look at the little silhouette of the reasons Liao I walked like heart stopped beating. You want shredded curtains of rain to hold children back but you can't step back legs. He stood silent looking away love. Accept to let go my heart was fun again but does anyone know that you heart drug the wounds.  Takes you adamant struggling with English, his fears alone. Familiar room corner just missing the ball. How long this selfish you bind my heart but no with love . I always though that I have where to go, what to do just returned is going to see me but today I've lost-where do.  I love the rain precipitation should also cling to the affection of them yourself? I remember his first met under the rain suddenly, I softly cringe away thanks to your box? I remember when the rainy afternoon Cafe party dating his absence? I still remember the day I decided to leave me, that day the sky fell dark rain storms?  The rain brought the child to the British side and precipitation also bring children go to and then later you can't love it. The rain left in him so much grief about his memories of them yourself.  There are drink café poolside party, suddenly look through the window, he saw a girl's bare head went under the rain, her leg step slow, very slow as the nostalgia that something has not wanted to leave, her face look back, eyes look on a direction. Melancholy eyes to carpet. I see you, see the figure of the girl. If is now perhaps he didn't let me go alone under the rain, to the sadness of children contains both loneliness.  Rain is God crying. I still often think so to appease her crush. I think God crying for love of us, crying for love no other. And every time it rained he remembered me even more. The sad rain prompted remember him about the old days, about memories never come back.  Brother, rainy afternoon.=