I used to hate rain, but February had changed that. Ever since when I was in high school, when it came to this month; the front yard, the corridor, the class became much pleasing, and relaxing. No sweat in wet, like when the sun shines all the year. It was closer to the final exam, rain soothed us a lot from those pressures.And now everything has changed. I wasn't in high school anymore, yet the rain still pours in this beginning of February. I looked across my window today, and gladly I found why I love these past rainy days. I love the smell of the wet land blowing away. I love how every raindrop has a blessing for a pray. Then so as I fall asleep with the sound of the rain, I hope it can wipe all yesterday's pains away.
February don't go away. I love you all the way.
