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　　The wind made, still under the rain outside the window. The crystal clear raindrop became rain fell from the window. -- " I squint,hunched over, idly out of bed. Suddenly, a compact phone woke me up from the dim sleepy. I tripped lightly, flew down from the two floor. "Hey, man?" "My, oh! Where are you now?" How? Be in. "Don't ask, anyway, is a good thing, come on! I wait for you at the bridge, Be There Or Be Square oh!" Before I could answer the phone, only the "beep" sound. This guy, when his home from the bridge so far...... I put the phone down, looking out the window of the downpour, the eyes of the discursive meaning, but a bit more. Wash, eat, dress, everything is ready. I took the money to catch the bus. It is a rainy day, the car was crowded with people, stop and go all the way, time consumption by half, but is still very crowded. The car moist air and messy talk sound disturbed my peace of mind. I have a look watch, yeah! There are 5 minutes to over time she and I agreed. Click click click ~ ~! In one point one time went by, I became more and more be on tenterhooks. At another station is coming, but there was a traffic jam. When the car song, I look out of the window at the rain, a drop of a drop of rain on the window, into the rain, slid down the slide down. Somehow, my impatience less. The station is fifteen minutes. I jumped off the bus, Ran Ran, thinks she is waiting for me. The rain beating on the head, but not their umbrella. Shoes and stepped into the pool, seemed to lose consciousness in general. The umbrella, the familiar figure, is she! She is still waiting for me! Getting closer, until I see her long hair was wet by the rain, until I see her wet skirts...... I laughed until she rushed. I thought she would blame me, thought that she and I will not be friends or even more serious consequences. But had not thought she unexpectedly threw me a smirk. I called her stupid, so big rain, do not hide to shop to go to. She laughed. I have red eyes in her finish a sentence after the tears. She said, afraid that I couldn't see...... She finally opened the locked the palm of the hand, the beautiful crystal ball, she says, is she not recharge my gift. On that day, the summer morning, she and I are in the bridge looking at the rain, chat, journeying laugh...... After that, whenever I encounter difficulties, will think of her, because she always gave me endless strength. In my mind, lingering. Life there is always something to stay in their own life, do not go, deep in my heart, always give yourself prompts, encourage. Memories are always touches the heart, every thing is a movie clip, continuous up into a movie.