The weather was a bit hot when I got off work. After a reluctant goodbye, I embarked on my way home.
When I rode to the bridge, it started to rain. I stopped under the tree for a while, put on my raincoat and set off again.
The rain suddenly fell heavily, and after a while, thick water accumulated on the road, which was sparkling under the illumination of the street lamps.
When we fell together, the toes were slightly cool, and the rain wet the skirt.
The rain is getting heavier and heavier.
The temperature in the basement is a bit low, I feel cold.
Suddenly there was a flash of white light, and indeed there was a thunderclap.
I wiped the rain from my face, thinking that tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival.
They all said that it will rain on the Dragon Boat Festival, so will it rain tomorrow? (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com