That the desire to go to the roof and see the clouds was not fulfilled.
They say rain washes away sadness,
But when the clouds don't rain, the sadness of the heart starts to grow.
I remember those old rains, when water flowed on the roads.
When every street, every roof was fragrant with perfumes,
When even the burdens of the heart were lightened with raindrops.
But now..
This weather, this atmosphere, all seem desolate,
Even the noise of the clouds seems meaningless.
That when there is no hope of rain, even the dregs become a burden.
Rain is not just water, it is hope, life, feeling,
And when the clouds fall, the heart also begins to dry up like a barren season.
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