C166 Striking Similarity

The rain kept falling, and thousands of fine threads rippled in the air, like a long gauze, covering the black and oily fields.

Like silk, the rain quietly fell from the sky. It was so minute, but the curtain of rain was so tight. It was as if the mountains were covered with a white gauze that seemed like a cicada's wings.

At this moment, the rain was very thin and soft