In spring, rain smells of hope. There is no irreversibility ..
Added 2023-05-04 13:38:53 +0000 UTCIn spring, rain smells of hope. There is no irreversibility of loss in it, unlike precipitation in other seasons. You don't want to observe the spring rain from the sidelines, immersed in the atmosphere of home comfort. You want to live, love, and hope under it. Counting the drops, losing count, catching them with your tongue, remembering the taste of the freshness of the new season. Spring rain is like a mint cocktail with ice cubes. A cocktail of spring so reminiscent of summer..🐯🤗
