A rainy day is not a good day to go out.
The raindrops splashed and wet the trousers, shoes and socks, and the surrounding area was muddy and wet.
The red traffic light turned green, and the crowds surged. Xu Yu walked across the zebra crossing holding an umbrella, with a faint scent of white roses on her coat. She hugged the flowers in her hands tightly, and as she hurriedly walked, the cemetery appeared in her sight.
September 16th is Meng Fengchun's memorial day.
Because it was a rainy day, the cemetery was empty, there were many tombstones, and she was the only living person.
Intention: growth, struggle