The Rain


here are some rainy days...

 They are very beautiful. 

 Rain is the most beautiful when we pour it..

  When it rained  

 I love to get wet in the rain.

 Wearing my favorite raincoat and thinking about things in my own world on my bike for about half an hour is a beautiful day that cannot be described in words.

  Enjoy the rain.

 It is a new page in the memory bank

  💦


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