
I've been missing the sunshine since it hasn't arrived yet, but I'll just have to wait as it has been raining for a few days. A cup of bitter wine is waiting. It is only when love fills your heart that bitterness cannot overcome you.
Sunshine, sunshine, you are life's color and the force behind everything's growth. However, I've been waiting so long for you. You always have an excuse, but I still want to date you. Why don't you attend? The season is moldy because of the rain. Is it because there are too many clouds? Is it the case that love suffices? To greet the dawn, I braved the wind and rain on foot.
I can still hear the laughing that used to fill the dusk. It's constantly raining this evening.
This time, the rain has been coming down so heavily that it hasn't stopped for hours. Just wait, I've thought about finding you a lot but haven't found a good excuse yet! Hold off until the rain stops, the sky clears, you take the initiative, or a favorable opportunity presents itself. However, I'd rather not wait. Youth is lost and time is finite. I fear that when I turn around, frost will cake my temples and wrinkles will start to appear on my face.
Although it is fleeting, the white snow in the spring is incredibly lovely. If I miss it, I fear I won't know where to look for it.
Don't feel indebted when you make a promise; instead, strive hard to keep your word. Promises should not be made lightly. Repayment of what you owe is required. Every person who comes in this life or in previous lifetimes is not a coincidence. If we weren't meant to be together, why did we cross paths and then return? I think we are meant to be together for a purpose. We can't stay together till we are really old, therefore it won't endure forever. I can repay you for your love toward me in this life when we finally meet.
Don't let it pass by. It might last a lifetime if you miss it, but we can't afford to wait.
It's too glam for this world. I made peace with my heart when I met you. How far away forever is or how long the future is doesn't matter to me. All I ask is that you come on this wet day. I want you to dry my wet heart, not to give you an umbrella.
I'm sitting in the rain and wind on the grass, observing the flora before me, patting the dewdrops, whistling, and thinking of you. Have you arrived yet? My thoughts have overflowing and the rivers have overflowed. It turns out that having deep longing for someone entails having to wait patiently. I still eagerly await the arrival of sunshine despite the wind and rain.
Does it pour rain where you live? It's pouring rain in my city. There are little cars floating in the water, along with some rubbish. They claimed you could go surfing at the "beach" as long as you had a board. I declined to go. I was worried that you wouldn't be able to find me when you arrived, so I wanted to wait for you where I was. See, the dust that was causing pollution has been removed by the rain, leaving the grass and wild flowers looking pristine. It blossoms into the color it longs for as it takes in the natural nectar. I'm waiting for you where? Were you aware?
Hail was mixed in with the storm, and windows and doors were rattling. I hurried to open the door because I thought you were approaching. The raindrops was racing around, driven by the wind, and the sky had a countenance that was black.
Even if you are only here briefly, I am glad to have you here.
The water beneath the eaves continued to pour down, the rain ceased, and the water on the road went to the sewer. They needed to find somewhere to let out all of their pent-up sadness.
Summertime monotony is momentarily banished by a decent downpour. People receive more energy when they are able to breathe in the cool air freely. However, I'm still holding out hope that you'll visit; the sunshine in my heart will shine through.
How much time does it take to see the sun rise? How much time does it take to see a bright moon? How much time does it take for a tree to flower? How much time does it take to get together again? How many strolled past in the enormous swarm of people? Perhaps we won't cross paths again. I'll go look for it after the wet season if you don't show up.
You assure me that you won't disappoint me or keep me waiting too long. I turned away every passerby in favor of you, and I missed a lot of breezes and brilliant moons. All I wanted to do was spend the morning with you.
Deep attachment can often cruel. The most painful thing, it turns out, is being lovesick. The brilliant moon and my ideas are what I want to put down, but it's raining all night.
About the Creator
chaliewang
Life is a poem, telling all the joys and sorrows; love is a poem, telling all the gatherings and partings.


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