Because I feel rain is in stroke me, comforting me it seems that again. In a moment, my heart is absent so be worried. Home town stands still in misty rain quietly, taking a warmth and calm. I rely on to be by the side of the window, listen respectfully is worn of rain recount, immortally to future good longing was bestrewed in the heart. Dirty night, alone before window of figured woven silk material, think you.Think you.