The rain is falling, the rain is falling, the rain falls without dust, and then disappears into the dust. I don't know whether it was before it entered the dust, when it bloomed with its cold and beautiful posture, and quietly burst out with a sense of warmth that can penetrate into people's hearts; or whether it was the tender and tender charm when it merged into the virtual realm after it entered the dust, and the calm and calm attitude of being at peace with the situation. Who can help but be enamored by it, and may even develop another indescribable emotion...