Spring rain

On the 8th of Friday, Lin Jinguo Xiao Wanghuan, Xiaosha Shasha, Shasha, I couldn’t read the book when I was concentrating on reading. I don’t bother to say: “You can’t speak a little louder!” Mom said: "Who spoke loudly, it was raining outside." "It's raining?" I asked my mother, my mother said, "Yes! It’s raining outside, I don’t believe you go out to see." I went out, it really rained, and it was drizzling. In the rainy land of my runway, the rain used my shoes to be wet, and the cool silk was really fun. At this time, the mother said: "Why don't you bring an umbrella?" I said: "I don't want to bring it!" However, my mother had to let me bring an umbrella. I was not happy to say, "Okay, okay, I am going in!" The rain stopped, and when I think of the rain, I still have some reluctance! what! I love the spring rain of "you are like oil"! Hu Junqin wrote awesome!

Spring rain

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