At that time, it was just raining, the asphalt road was wet and cold, and the lights of green,yellow and red were flashing. We were hiding under the arcade and watching the green mailbox standing alone across the street. There is a letter in my big white trench coat that I want to send to my mother in the south."Who taught us to bring only a small umbrella." She smiled and said, holding an umbrella and preparing to cross the road to send me a letter. The raindrops from her ribs splashed on the glass of my glasses.With a burst of top-notch brakes. Sakura's life flew up gently, slowly, falling on the wet and cold street, like a butterfly at night.Although it is spring, it seems to be deep in autumn.She just crossed the street to send me a letter. This simple action has to teach me that I will never forget it. I slowly opened my eyes and stood under the arcade, with tears in my eyes. All the cars in the world stopped, and crowds rushed to the center of the road. That lies on the street, it is mine, butterfly. At this time she was five meters away from me, it was so far away. The bigger raindrops splashed in my glasses and even splashed into my life.why? Only with an umbrella?However, I saw Sakura in a white trench coat, holding an umbrella and crossing the road quietly. She is going to send me a letter. It was a letter to the mother in the south. I stood under the arcade, and I saw the cherry blossoms forever coming to the street and looking back at me. In fact, the rain is not very big, but it is the biggest rain in our life, and the letter is written like this. Does the young Sakura know?
Mom: I am planning to get married with Sakurako at the beginning of next month.
