As the sun shines brightly and laughs with me, I think about my future, Black clouds came from far away and hid my sun.The sun went down with tears in eyes, As the tears fell one by one through the dark clouds, I felt great sadness, As the wind blew the trees, various lightning patterns were created in the sky, In the midst of this heavy rain my mind raced to my past, how many others like me look at this rain and think about the past? No matter how many fond memories I had with the rain, it was in the pain of that beautiful memory that I was lost, I always dream about the future I try to remind myself of my past and fill my life with pain from some things that come at once like rain, but I still dream about my future because the rain is not always there............... 😔❤️😊😍😀😀