It rained yesterday. I went to play soccer.

I used to play soccer in rain when I was at undergraduate school. Passerbys looked at us, and thought we were idiots. We did not care about it, because we had enthusiasm. Now, I feel not young at all. I just want to keep my body healthy.

It was funny to play soccer in the rain. My clothes was utterly wet. I could not see the ball clearly because rain hit my glasses. I had to be very carful not to fall. It was a little cold, so I kept running. I had not been so relaxed for a long time. Just runn, thinking nothing, putting down everything,

I am just twenty-five years old, but i dont know why i feel weak. No passion, no dream, no happiness. Maybe not me, it is my heart that is old.