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... lored satin.
Dark clouds hung low.
Rain in the air interwove into a flowing scroll of painting, where each drop that fell was like a musical note of nature, playing a symphony of the rainy season.
This rain, which had been brewing all afternoon, ultimately fell.
Raindrops, which started as fine as silk, grew into a curtain pouring down.
Many pedestrians on the road had anticipated the rain and timely opened their umbrellas.
However, there was a por ...
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