I woke up in early morning amidst the dazzling rain that had been pouring down last night. The coldness of rain mist spread through my room and pierced me to the skin liked I was living in the north pole as I would like to return to my bed and rolled myself in a warm blanket. I gradually crept through this coldness to look at the rain through the small-opened window. At that time, there was a gray block of clouds in the sky and the air got all dark and gloomy. The tender droplets of rain fell from the sky into my house’s roof that made me heard a pitter-patter liked someone was tapping the rhythm of song. More than that, the smell of withered from the last summer stirred in a wet air was as scented as aromatic perfume. I stopped moving and closed my eyes for awhile to touch this pretty atmosphere as much as I could before I started my busy day.
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Your writing is really nice sis. I can follow. *_*
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