It washes away the dirt on the pavement; it cleans up the air; it waters the grass in the park to make them grow.
When it rains, I look forward to smelling the freshness in the air after the downpour. Sometimes when I get lucky, I can even see the rainbow hanging proudly in the sky.
As if how I see tears.
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