It's raining. People did not return. Love still. Oh, still.
You just accidentally said you liked the rain, but I thought of you every rainy day after that.
Would rather run alone in the heavy rain. Than fall into your false arms.
I like to walk in the heavy rain, because then no one will know I am crying.
The most beautiful is not the rainy day, but with you have had a rainy day experience.
It's raining, I don't know who you are holding an umbrella for, and whose warmth is in your arms.
Used to rainy days without an umbrella, used to my world without you.
What is really memorable is often small things, just like it rained heavily that day. Someone is waiting for an umbrella, while I am waiting for the rain to stop.
It's raining, I'm thinking about you.
Go to the window and look at the rain outside. All of a sudden, my eyes were wet.My strength crashed at this moment. And I like the feeling of this rain, only in this rain I can cry unscrupulously. Only in this rain in the rain to talk about my thoughts and feelings for you.
It's raining again. I was the only one holding the umbrella, and there was no sign of you on that side.
The biggest rain I've ever had is when you don't look back in the hot sun.
I like the rain very much. I like to stand in the rain and wet myself. So no one knows even if they dry their tears.
The sky rains to be able to hit an umbrella, how should the heart rain to do?