I like rain
I remember my childhood
When I was child, my mother used to tell me about rain
If it was raining outside, we slept on bedroom
And slept tight
I like rain
I remember my childhood
When I was child, I wished into the rain
Pray and dream
It was a cold green day in late December
a mizzling rain with it
i miss christmas day
in my home town
i like rain...
i love my mom
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