On a magnificent summer night in Kunming, rain seems to have a quiet and strange power, accompanied by a touch of moisture, which is more memorable than heavy rain. At night, the magnificent moonlight shines obliquely on the streets of the city and on the rain window covered with thin drizzle. Outside the window, the house in the alley is still dormant. In the drizzle, the naughty stream is still gurgling, bathing every corner of the alley with its warm stream.

In the alley, on the street where the morning bell breaks, the ancient night scene has been fluctuating in the rain, and the faint moisture is mixed with the warm drizzle in Kunming. In the long night, in the faint moonlight, the mystery and charm of Kunming are more displayed, like a quiet heart, with a faint rain, gently covering the whole unforgettable city.

It's late at night, and the falling rain is still flowing quietly. Pure and gentle rain water hits the rain window, splashing softer warmth than dragonflies, and light moisture is also mixed with Kunming's deep and warm mood.

Looking at the fresh scenery everywhere, I think of the beauty of walking in the rain since I was a child. The warmth in my heart is touching me, as if the intermittent rain is telling me the warmth that has been with me in the city.

On such a quiet night as water, the rain in Kunming left a gentler blessing to the city, weaving sadness, warmth, romance and sadness together vaguely, breaking the lonely night in the city.

In the dream, the rain window covered with fine drizzle is particularly hazy, dreamy and quiet. Quietly lying on the sofa wet by the drizzle outside the window, immersed in the sound of Kunming rain, smiling and dreaming, riding the gentle rain, pinning the warmth of my heart in my dream.

It is late at night, the rain in Kunming is flowing quietly, and the faint moisture is mixed with the warmth of Kunming. May this light rain also bring you peace of mind, so that you can get real warmth and understanding on this quiet night.