The old friend strangely had gazed to the rain.

His identity is wrinkled in the water.

But ....

Every body knows that the fish trust in the new moon,

And fish is looking for its eyes with restlessly

The moon is involved in water , the water is involved in fish and fish involved in the moon...!

Ah! what a strange time...

The rain is finished.

But the rainbow with harmony of its colors

Is still in the bosom of sky ...