When the rain spreads, happiness and sadness bloom.
The rain pours down like a whisper from the sky. Sometimes it's cold, gentle, like an embrace that soothes fatigue, but sometimes it hits hard on the ground, like a test that hits the human heart, indicating that we can't all choose what form of rain will come, just as we can't choose how life will bring us happiness, suffering, or sadness.
Rain is a reflection of life's reality.
When we stand in the rain, we may smile, feel juicy and clean, as if washing away sins and gloom in our hearts. But in another corner, the rain may make us sad, hiding our tears from anyone, as if the sky were crying for us, so that man is no different from the land that must receive every raindrop, whether it be the rain of happiness or the rain of suffering.
Yet in the wetness itself, the little seed has taken root; the formerly barren grass is freshly green; the tree that bends because the storm gradually sprawls again; so is the distress; though it shakes our hearts; but in the same time, it is nurturing us strength and growth; the painful thing may become the foundation of the next day's splendor.
Life is to stand in the alternating rain.
We must learn not to dodge the rain forever, because no one can run away from the clouds of life at any time. We may choose to spread our umbrella, stand and wait, or even let the rain soak ourselves, but the important thing is that we still stand there, still breathe, still fight, and still walk.
In the end, rain is not just a sad side, but a lesson of existence, it teaches us that happiness, suffering and sadness are not meant to destroy us, but part of being human, a color that makes us know the value of living on this planet.
When the rain stops, the sky is always more transparent, and in the drips of rain clinging to the leaves, we may see a small reflection like a glow of hope. Likewise, man, no matter how wet the night passes, there is a day when the heart is lit again.
Because in the end, life is learning to dance in the rain, not just waiting for the rain to stop.
By Laure
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