Tornado Joe Blue Star Plug-In

The sky after the rain is as clear as water, and the clouds are like sheep grazed by the wind, slowly swimming through the blue pasture, and the rainbow is the most gorgeous promise between heaven and earth. The air is filled with the fragrance of grass and soil, which is the gentle breath left after the rain and the earth embrace. There are crystal water drops hanging on the leaves, each reflecting the colorful colors of the sun, as if countless miniature stars have fallen into the world. The mountains in the distance were washed green, and their outlines were looming in the mist, like a wet ink painting. The lotus in the pond is stained with raindrops, and its petals are so delicate that it can be pinched out of water. The dragonfly flies over the water, causing ripples and crushing the reflection of the sky into sparkling waves. The children ran barefoot in the mud, and their laughter startled a flock of returning birds. They flew across the arc of the rainbow, and their wings seemed to be dyed with colorful light. The rainbow is the love letter written by the sky to the earth, short but fierce. It spans the sky, one end is tied to the distant mountains, and the other end falls at the end of the field, as if to say: All the haze will eventually dissipate, and all the waiting will be worth it. When the last ray of sunshine penetrates the clouds and the rainbow gradually fades, it plants a seed of hope in people's hearts - it is the attachment to the clear sky, the expectation of reunion, and the most pious waiting for the unexpected beauty of life.