I think in this picture tells how we feel when it rains. Rain, not a bad sign or a disaster, rain is happiness.

If we reconsider where we greatly sense if the coming rain. We will run under the rushing waters that descend, no remorse is exposed to the happiness. Now it may feel different, when it rains we will complain and hope the rain will quickly subside. Where were we who were so happy when it rained, what made us forget that time.

The rain that brings memories, as we look out the window outside in the rain, as we have unconsciously entered into our own brain dimensions, and naturally find the long-forgotten pagan, unimaginable kenagan. It never occurred to me that the rain also kept some of our kenagan with him, or we who had shared the kenagan with him. Try to remember again when we are under the rushing rain, we will feel a familiar feeling, a long-lost feeling. And at the same time our brains start displaying memories while under it.

It is possible that every drop of rain water is stored by the memories of those who want to feel the rain not as a badness to make an accident and happiness, in every drop of beautiful memories of everyone who wants to be under the rain, and enjoy the rain .

Starting from now if there is a chance why we do not return to feel the happiness is under the rain drops, let us share all with rain, let all the drops lamented lamenting for a moment, let the rain restore all the past memories that we have long forgotten when with friends, relatives or people we care about, where our goal is just one .. back home.