In every little dropp of rain,
A small happiness lies,
A smile with the new freshness falls from the rain,
A gift bag with the dropp falls from the rain,
The wind fluttering around,
And in its arms there is a hidden gift for us,
That is asking everyone to grab
As much as you can for yourself
I peeking out of the window,
Seeing a girl with a beautiful smile,
Not looking at me,
But a glimpse at the rain with her open heart,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
truly wonderful with great wisdom sealed...........