Record of the rain
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I fell from the sky again today.
Some people came up to welcome me with a smile, some people quickly spread the umbrella and ran away. I knew that my presence did not always make everyone happy, but even then, I still chose to pour it down because it was my job to feed my life.
I am the one who hides many people's teardrops.
When he doesn't want anyone to see weakness, I'm the quiet friend who cries with him. Sometimes my voice can be too loud, like a storm that shook the earth. I know, I have a violent and scary side, but please understand that I don't mean to hurt anyone. I'm just an arbitrary person in the sky.
But in my own wetness,
I have seen dry grass trees come back to life, I have seen flowers spread the welcome petals of the sun after the storm, and I hope that the human heart will be like that, no matter how wet today, one day will come back.
I want to tell all humans that
Don't be too scared of me.
Because I'm not meant to break.
But there's a reminder that
Happiness, suffering and sadness are all showers of life.
The important thing is not to get away from me.
It's learning to stand up and grow with me.
And then one day,
When I left, just a warm smell of dirt behind.
You may hear my voice still echoing in my heart.
Not as the rain chills you.
But as a friend who held you on the day the whole world cried ☔☔☔,
By Laure
