Good Night, Rainy Night
by Zhang Yan
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The cold rain in the late autumn in the Northeast is not as gentle and gentle as the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, but is directly cold and unobstructed. Coupled with the howling north wind, the entire sky seems to have been blown away and the earth has been soaked. The whole city was shrouded in this heavy rainy night, like a dripping oil painting, gradually blurring and becoming bleak. Standing in front of the window, her sensitive heart rose and fell with the sound of raindrops. Her heart was as cold as this rainy night. It was so cold that she felt as if she had been drenched by the cold rain from the inside out. It was as if the heat in her body was taken away little by little with the falling raindrops. In the end, she became a statue without temperature and life standing alone in the rain, and then gradually merged with the rainy night.
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