I'm looking forward to the rain falling harder. I don't know if it can be washed away. I want it to be washed away. It's just a grain of big thoughts, but it's too late to stop. I'm looking forward to the wind blowing stronger. I don't know if it can be blown away. I want it to be blown away. It's full of memories in the world. But The wind is too small and you are too good. I can't forget it.
Concept: Fish cannot live without water, and fish would not be beautiful without water.