Rain is an angel in early spring, washing and precipitating the floating dust and lead in a winter, cleaning up the originality and authenticity of the city. Rain is the sail in early spring, carrying the cultivator to the other side of the harvest. Rain is the spirit of early spring, which makes the north and south of the river and the fertile mountains and rivers charming and enchanting. Rain is the soul of early spring, which deduces the charm of spring to the extreme.

I love the warmth of spring rain, without the madness of summer rain and the bleak of autumn rain. I am intoxicated in the romance of the spring rain, with all kinds of amorous feelings and flashing red bean feelings. I praise the wonderful workmanship of the spring rain. The charm of spring is beautiful and magical.

The intermittent spring rain, with its unique softness and romance, spreads gracefully in a vast space. The fluttering spring rain dances with its graceful posture and stretches between heaven and earth like silk. Indeed, the spring rain is graceful, gentle and subtle, free and unrestrained, soothing Hui Ze.