'After raining, everything is washed clean:
House, streets, plants, and hearts are refreshed.
A little drop washes me,
And I feel new, when I see
This drop is like an eye drop,
Washing my eyes, giving new hope.
I want to become a drop of rain,
Washing the house, streets, plants, and hearts again and again.'
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