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点击复制Each drop inscribes a syllable
the pavement becomes a page
Words are fleeting puddles
legible only to silence
Children run across sentences
their laughter underlines joy
Adults hurry
missing the grammar of water
Rain teaches:
impermanence is still literature
Meaning does not need permanence
only attention
When the clouds leave
letters evaporate
But the memory remains—
a book written in motion