A cloud unscrewed a shower and hurried over the hood: Autobots, stretching out a hand from the window, want to get caught in a rain and wipe their eyes. What if it rains? What if it rains? It seems that naughty clouds are teasing our chariots: the sparkling rain dries up as soon as it falls, and the Gobi is still burning like a fire. The soldiers in the car laughed and opened their eyes again. "fuck!" A word came out of generate's cracked lips. The team cut the Gobi and spread out a colorful scene!

This poem is a tribute to the soldiers. In the remote and water-deficient Gobi, rain is as expensive as gold! The poem uses the technique of foil, and the soldier's spirit of being strong, brave and never giving up is set off by rain and dew. Prove who is the cutest person!