I am in Dali, and it is raining.

It rains freely, no matter how people here complain.

Dali in the circle of friends is so beautiful that I forget to breathe.

So I went and got caught in the rain. In summer, I enjoyed the wind in Shimonoseki and the flowers, but I missed Cangshan Snow and Erhai Moon.

I came to Dali just to have a look at Erhai Lake. I walked on the edge with an umbrella and flip-flops, and my pants were soaked. I have seen a photo of a friend, which shows a sunny lake. It's beautiful. I thought I could see the scenery like that, too. It rained as soon as I arrived in Dali, and all I could see was the misty Erhai Lake.

All the hotels along the coast are closed, and it is said that they will not reopen until June next year.

On the way back, I saw a big piece of mint, which was much more vivid than mine.

I saw a flower that I had never seen before, the ground lotus.

I've always been lucky. Every time I go out, I can meet people, things and things I have never seen before.

Meet the unknown, then, cicada.