It was a rainy night in spring. I lied in bed sleepless, listening to the rain dropping down softly on the roof. It was just like the music. I was deeply moved by it. Rain in spring is not like rain in autumn or summer. It drizzles sometimes, moistening the thirsty fields lightly and selflessly. I apparently feel the fresh breeze together with raindrops blowing against my window.
At home, switching off from work
Healthy apps leave me fit to drop
A surprise at the post office
Climbing trees for sport
Man proposes with diapers
Standing room only in subway
Man cycles with 34kg stone on head
Skinny lion and tiger at BJ Zoo
Temple of Heaven merges with Capitol
School rents classroom to hotel
A small act of kindness from a big man
Cosplayers in Hangzhou Marathon
'biang' helps deter tardiness
World longest BBQ skewer
Things go from Bard to verse
300 cooks prepare 4 tons of fried rice
Elderly man walks for 6 days
Library with a glass floor
Back to my flipping roots
Our love and hate of dialects
Super-fat pig escapes slaughter
You're only kind of what you eat
Festival turns scarecrows into Minions
A snowy goodbye to Kobe
How easy to fall out tune with daily life
Human traffic lights ensure travel
Pilots imitate celeb photo
Exercising like a zombie
Ferrari damaged to avoid an animal
Cleaner runs 225 km in a day
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