Yu Ting's composition

Rain, a transparent spirit appeared from the sky.

Listen carefully ...

The rain is smiling softly. I'm afraid to disturb everything that is recovering. Dew-like spring rain gently touches the earth and moistens every inch of it, just like nursing your child, so gentle. It's raining like curtains, like the lines on my mother's face when she smiles. Seeing it is like seeing my gentle mother, and my heart is full of warmth.

The rain makes an unbridled sound. It brings a little coolness to the earth, and its noise is not annoying, but it makes people feel happy and happy. It always likes to play jokes on people, and only when the earth is hottest will it bring a timely rain to the earth. Summer rain always reminds me of the "passionate desert". When it came, the annoyance and heat in my heart were driven away, so cold that I wanted to open my throat and sing.

The rain is sobbing. At this time, sadness is always the first feeling. Along with the spring rain, there are dead branches and withered flowers. It gives people the pleasure of staying or gaining, depending on what that person thinks. I think autumn rain is the representative of sadness. When we see a thick layer of fallen leaves on the ground, when we see petals flying all over the sky by autumn wind, when we feel the biting cold of autumn rain, endless sadness follows.

It rained without interest. It didn't say a word, as if the whole world was still with it. In the world of white package, there is nothing but peace. Although it is very cold, the winter rain that has turned into winter snow has given me a comfort that I have never had before. Through the thick glass, I watched the snow falling quietly, and I couldn't help thinking of the snow falling. Countless lovely white snowflakes are flying in the air. What a beautiful and harmonious picture!

Rain, the rain in my heart.