The rain was coming. It was a day in May. I was on the Bridge of River Kew looking to the clouds I love. I was missing the clouds I used to see in Laydaung Kan Village, near the Yangon Institute of Economics. I watched the clouds of May in the open field with a teary eyes. I love the evenings in May which makes me reborn with heavy rain drops falling onto my heart. I has been crying in the rain several times. Now, I am another person living for a new destiny, believes and strength. The person I remember when I took that picture was my Mom, who used to tell me to look at the sky and appreciate the colour of nature anywhere I go.
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