Rain is coming

About the artwork

Stormy days, watching the rain, the flowing water… his memories returned to his childhood years. Every time it rained as if we had an appointment, they would take off all their clothes and run into the rain, dancing, laughing, kicking puddles of water on top of each other. After rain, it will usually be sunny again, not meeting each other, but the next afternoon they will meet at the stream on the other side of the National Highway. There is a waterfall that is not too high to pour water down, where they gather most. Simply because they can climb to the top of the waterfall and jump down with all kinds of postures to their cheers. Although his hometown is located on the Chu River, the second largest river in Thanh, he can’t swim, because he followed his parents from a young age to an industrial town to settle down. Watching us do all kinds of things with that waterfall, he couldn’t help but also recklessly climbed to the top of the waterfall and launched a spectacular somersault, only the difference between his friends was that after bouncing down his friend, he came up to swipe the water above. With a smile on his face, he sank to the bottom again. The wolf level of the water from above and then also extruded him to float up and down, struggling in the water. He was dragged by you by his hair with a lot of water in his stomach hehehe….he almost died. Having sworn to life and death, no one can tell their parents, but a bad neighbor comes home and brags about it. Woe to him, his mother gave him an earthquake, she had never hit him like that. Dead pain dc!!! He only shouted a few times, then his face froze, even though the pain was indescribable, perhaps because of that, it made his mother’s blood boil even more. Beating him hard for a while and yelling at him must have been tired, so he stopped to rest. When she got angry, she looked at her butt, her son’s feet were red and purple, when she turned dark, she burst into tears and ran to find oil and wind to rub him. Oh no, no matter where you put your ass, it hurts. his mother is still crying and always says sorry mom!!! That’s when he cried…partly because of the pain, partly because he felt sorry for his mother….Since then he was detained and never went to the stream to bathe again. Of course, when the pain subsided, he found a neighbor to tell him a match. Sometimes he still hides out but only stands on the bank, not daring to enter the stream..and until now he still can’t swim. He still said to himself: I’m FIRE I’m not afraid of water anyway, I can’t swim is RIGHT. If Fire meets Thuy, there will be a break.