'crying' story is my favourite among those told and untold stories.
in this story, i put rain and tears together.
rain works like miracle to wash firth in the air.
tears, just like rain, wash away unhappiness.
this is the reason why i like this story.
while drawing the story, i had this hymn bubbling in me.
I often heard it when i went to the assembly.
Joy is Like the Rain
I saw raindrops on my window
Joy is like the rain
Laughter runs across my pain
Slips away and comes again
Joy is like the rain.
I saw clouds upon a mountain
Joy is like the cloud
Sometimes silver sometimes grey
Always sun not far away
Joy is like the cloud.
I saw raindrops on the river
Joy is like the rain
Bit by bit the river grows
Till all at once it overflows
Joy is like the rain
Joy is like the rain.
3 comments:
Dear Classmate Yan's,
"Joy is Like The Rain" always reminds me of the following scene:
1. In a very hot summer (approximately 31*C);
2. A thousand sweating, wet, young ladies wearing 'Cheung Sham';
3. Sitting in a huge school (still felt very hot);
4. Being watched by a fierce but very effective & respectable teacher (Guess Who?);
5. Still felt terribly hot;
6. The sweating wet young ladies all stood up;
7. Being told to sing: 'Joy is like the rain....'
8. Still felt extremely hot.....
Let's sing together~
i like the story of Big Gray and the bananas.
Post a Comment