The dark clouds in the sky are like broken bags, and they can no longer hold the rain in them.

The rain poured down and fell in an instant.

The raindrops the size of beans are falling on the ground and crackling, which indicates that there will be a good harvest this year.

A subordinate officer held a butter paper umbrella, shielded Bao Yuanqian from the wind and rain, and walked towards the back garden under the dim dark cloud light.

There are already some hills near Qingliangmen, and King Zhao's mansion in Beijing is even more close to the hills

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