Rain in July

Rain falls, tung leaves are fragrant, and the clouds are overcast.

The fragrance emerges, the sound of the wind is hidden, and the branches and leaves move slightly.

The town is silent, and the heart is slightly cool. Look at the book on the table, between the lines, the red dust rises, and the smoke clouds are instantaneous.

July is raining, thirty years. In the dream, looking back at the old Guanshan Mountain, the chaotic clouds flew across the sunset remnants.

The rain is falling, the road is shining, and the south window is near a tree, and the branches are old and green. The leaves float, the purple weeds are faint, the rain is winding, and between the light green and the dark green, there is the sound of lonely birds.

Time is silent, staying in the rain, the trees, the room.

Beyond the window, in the distance were poplars and acacias. Their time is stuck in the last year and even many years that cannot be remembered.

It's still July, and it's still raining.

In the dark of night, the rain dripped and caressed the trunk, damp and rough.

There is no light in the night, only sound, through the darkness, the sound of footsteps, wandering midnight.

It is to lean on the door, to hold the tree and look out, to be young in the dream.

Sunlight emerges and is fleeting.

The wind is coming, the rain is chaotic.

July rain, as incessant.

Convinced: Fate has never forgiven anyone. Therefore, what should be accepted is accepted, and what should be abandoned is abandoned.

When the rain falls, he appreciates the warmth of the water; when the wind comes, he likes it to be cool and kind.

If it's night, listen to it knock on the window

Fang qing only dispatches himself, why should Ya Qu speak to people.

Lonely life path, try to add food.

Thunder and rain poured down. It is the hanging of the hand, the standing of the trembling, the turning and then not knowing, the emptiness of not wanting to look back.

It's the past, not the past. It is indifferent, it is resolute. There is no right or wrong, no disturbance, and there is silence.