I walked slowly

The nightfall, Sung Chiang Huadengchushang. Thick Zaza Chunyu continue floating down, I walk in that quiet and very few pedestrians on the street, because the rain's sake, I walked slowly, very cautious, melodious footsteps vague knock into each street window. fake coach handbags
Such as silk drizzle, pleasant to the eye but also makes me crazy. Hold a purple umbrella stroll in the fog Rain riverside, watching the rain was thin deadwood the Chunfeng ask moving under dancing, watching the rain, such as silk Canxue in condensation dripping, as if exposure to the world outside. Looked deserted, open umbrellas, shower yourself in this quiet and cool mist and rain, hoping to compatibility with heaven and earth. Occasional rain into large water droplets condense on twigs or leaves, secretly falling in the collar, bring a hint of feeling cold snow, let day form my mind all of a sudden become sober up