The Wind Blow The Trees Away
The Open Windows Shut Suddenly
The House Roof Clap Together
The Sky Makes Night A Day
Parents Run Here And There
Putting Things In Order Before The Downpour
Hey! You Shut The Windows
Preventing The Wind That Has Neither Hand Nor Leg
The Street Clear And Houses Filled
Children Singing, Loving The Apporoach Of The Rain
They Feels Nothing But Joy
Street Skip The Little Children
Indoor, On The Bed Covered With Blanket
Extremely Looking For Warmeth
A Bright Flash Of Lightening
Steadily Pour The Rain.
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