Rain
The rain fell heavily before the eleven months
Watered the front yard that had been barren
Green grass grows again
The first molt the dry season
Small time up to the waist
The smell of wet soil evaporates from the back garden
The smell of the morning seemed to noon
Cool cheerful mood
Tired of waiting did not yield soluble
face - the face was deeply furrowed
as if all the heat lost
as if life without death
The rain fell heavily before the eleven months
Watered the front yard that had been barren
Green grass grows again
The first molt the dry season
Small time up to the waist
The smell of wet soil evaporates from the back garden
The smell of the morning seemed to noon
Cool cheerful mood
Tired of waiting did not yield soluble
face - the face was deeply furrowed
as if all the heat lost
as if life without death
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