Raining day and
you...
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The umbrellas outside the windows look like flowers blooming in the rain.
The damp air hide a layer of blue. The rain water washing each corners
of
the street, the sound like a very special song. The rain bringing the feeling
of cool and the omen of winte . I walking on the street, holding the
umbrella which you gave me. I'm waiting, waiting for your appear,
waiting for you hide into this umbrella again. Therefore I can erase the
rain water on your face, and watch your smile. There are crowds of people
w lking on the street, but I don't see you. I still remember at that raining
;
day, you gave me this umbrella, and told me love to see me holding this
for you. We walked on the street and watched the raining. I told you the
raining days is the most beautiful days because of you beside me. I still
remember those words. I stretch out my hand, and trying to catch the
raindrops. They drop on my hand, but run off from the gaps of my fingers
immediately. I can't hold these, I can't. The raindrops will not stay in
my
hand forever, because they will run away. It such as you wi l not hide
in
my umbrella forever, because there is one day the rain will be stop. And
I
also can not waiting on the street forever. You have your own life to go,
I
have my own way to live. I leave the umbrella on the street, may be
someone will need it. For me, it is only an memory. If it is a painful
memory. I will leave it into the rain, and keep going on my way.
Eric Cat
