The rivers, flow into the ocean. Ocean, as a mother, hug the baby heartly.
The clouds, gather in the sky. Sky, as the home, where the clouds play around freely.
Both the rivers and the clouds, clearly know what they want, consistently do the daily jobs. Gradually, the rivers flow more gently, with the right strength. The clouds float more lightly, enjoy where they are located. Naturally, they meet their buddies. All of them, input the power of each other, well extend the scope, and get the goal of the planned transform achieved. @@TRY TO ADD THE ROMANTIC, DURING THE PROCEEDING. YES, I DO, LOVE IT! Brightly Yours, ~ Love365**