Like summerclouds

After the rain was gone, even the summerclouds had left that hot afternoon. Something was amiss. But in such a bright, fine day, you cannot be disturbed by such such small things.

Nature has small treasures that for a while can seem like the biggest thing in the whole world. It is strange to feel, though, that after the rain is gone, it can wash away even pleasant clouds in the distant horizon.

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