How beautiful and wonderful nature is, and so are the tears of nature!
The white clouds in the sky gradually disappeared, dark clouds followed.
Lightning seemed to signal the rain and a deafening thunder sounded,
and countless raindrops came to the world.
Rain, like beads in the hand of nature, is woven into a string of beads
by nature’s dexterous hands, suspended in the air.
The breeze came slowly, and the bead curtain was blown by the naughty wind.
It sounds like the beads are calling for my help.
Rain, like a naughty child, knocked down the green and lush hair from the elderly Grandpa Tree.
It then bent the fragile grass.
After a while, it played around with the garbage bags that people discarded and let them fly in the sky.
Rain, like a mature adult with the ability to distinguish right or wrong,
has tasted the ups and downs of life.
When rain smells his rival, the sun, it must hand over the throne to him and evacuate immediately to discover the next alternation of weather.
Rain sees all the changes around the world.
Every drop, every time it lands on the earth, he reveals the development process of all humans.
The tears of nature are not only beautiful and wonderful but also changeable.
Change nature.
It becomes not only interesting and fascinating but also vibrant and eye-catching.
