Thinking about it carefully, that morning, the rain outside the window did not stop and continued to fall. The sky, which had been gloomy for more than half a month, was still hazy. Time has passed, but because of the different state of mind, I always feel that the clouds in the sky are coated with a layer of colorful light of memories, breaking through the siege, spreading over the world from the distant east, brightening the sky and brightening people.
Conception: