I hate the sun setting down in front of me by the window, alone. Depression easily sets in when the sky quietly turns dark. I hate to see this nature all by myself at home. I wonder why I have such weird feelings? Perhaps, a rainy day would be better...
A good friend ever told me a rainbow-after-rain-philosophy. I love the idea, and believe there is always rainbow after each rain (in life). No matter how heavy the rain is, the beautiful rainbow will appear after the pour. Probably, next time I will make wishes when I see one instead of making wishes upon shooting star. =D
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