C1924 A Bridge of Light Rain and an Umbrella to Open

With each step, a tree is cloaked in white,

A bridge in gentle rain, an umbrella takes flight.

In dreams of millet and a jug of wine,

A life in white robes, by design.

The weather in midsummer is ever-changing, with some places experiencing torrential rains capable of cleansing all, while others endure the persistent, unyielding drizzle of the south