only-Pictures
Thema drucken
16.10.2019 09:34
|
|
Looking at the dim night sky, from time to time, it brought me coolness, and the leaves twitched with the evening wind. There were occasional dog barking. It was getting darker and darker, and it started to rain, the rain was getting bigger and bigger, and the ceiling was getting bigger and bigger, and there was no sleepiness. It was quite boring. Through the thick curtains, the rain in the darkness was heard unscrupulously on the ground, and the sound of the rain was mixed with the wind. The leaves are rustling, I am afraid that I am scared by this roaring wind. Listen carefully, not just the sound of rain, wind, tree sound Carton Of Cigarettes... I understand Newport 100S, this is the music of nature, they may be playing. Thunder is like a commander who is afraid of everyone. He is serious, solemn, but full of a sacred sense of mission. The leaves are like a crazy guitarist, and he forgets me as a performer. The wind is like a violinist who is enchanted by the rain. I am trapped in it, unable to extricate myself Marlboro Cigarettes... Their combination is playing in ecstasy, and it is impossible to describe it in words. Raindrops and raindrops seem to have been given life. It is conceivable that the rain dominates the world outside the window, and everything will be swallowed up by the rain. They roared arrogantly, roaring, and even the glass and window shafts were resonating, so terrible! I don't know why I am involved in this crazy concert. Gradually, gradually, the rain is small. His madness gradually receded, becoming gentle and quiet. The sky began to rain again. At this time, the rain was more like a pair of magical hands on the horizon, and it was not exhausted. It was not enough to cut, and it was still chaotic... Tonight, I experienced the rain. The beauty of the sound, as well as the beauty and mystery of nature. Listen to the rain, let me be a vibrating |
Antworten