It was a rainy night in spring. I lid in bd slplss, listning to th rain dropping down softly on th roof. It was just lik th music. I was dply movd by it. Rain in spring is not lik rain in autumn or summr. It drizzls somtims, moistning th thirsty filds lightly and slflssly. I apparntly fl th frsh brz togthr with raindrops blowing against my window.