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... iny silver threads, sparkling.
Gradually, the rain became heavy, and it fell to the ground, as if playing a melodious little tune, plucking the heartstrings.
The buildings in the distance began to become hazy. The raindrops fell like beads with broken threads, falling from the eaves continuously, falling to the ground and blooming, slowly gathering into a mini "lake", and then gathering again. became a trickling stream.
Soybean-sized raindrops landed in these small puddles a ...
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