Thursday afternoon I came back to Chinatown from our customer, and got off the subway, the sky was stormy and beautiful. Usually I hate rainy days, especially when morning drizzling and gloomy, I would sit up and turn off the alarm clock and say "damn! raining again?!" and lie down sleep a couple hours longer, officially have good reason to be late, of course I say "I am not late by hours, but my life is late by years and ages" if my boss kindly asks me "Headache again?" But I think there is something good and beautiful when it's raining. look.
