There was rain these days. It is seems like there were a lot of rain days in this spring. I had to say it is uneasy for Tianjin which is droughty city.

Rain days often make some people fell uncomfortable and sorrow. But I don’t have this bad emotion in the rain days. I like rain no matter it is rainstorm or drizzle.

When I was child, I had begun to like the rain. Every time it was rain, I always move a small stool to the place where under the eave and sit on the stool looking the rain. It was a really quiet world. The only voice is the pitter-patter, which make the world more peace. The raindrop downfall from the eave, some times like a cluster of genuine pearl, some time like a transparence thread. I often felt inebriety in this scene and using the hand to support my chin then become thinking some questions which always puzzled me (like the world, the life, the family and so on). This time I can fell my growing up.

Rain has a magic, a magic can make you quiet, a magic can heal your uneasy heart. When you talk to yourself in the heart, only the rain can hear it quietly and smilingly.