The thin rain outside is like the sky crying secretly, but it does not want to disturb the hustle and bustle of the world, but quietly weaves transparent curtains. As for me, I was sitting in this small square room, pretending to be busy, but in fact my heart had already wandered out with the raindrops, walking on the wet streets, enjoying the rare leisure.

The sound of typing on the keyboard is a declaration of my loyalty to my work, while the words flashing in front of the screen are evidence of the deer in my heart. Ah, fishing at work, what a nifty act! It's like I'm dancing gently on the edge of the rules, occasionally looking out the window, the sound of the dripping rain seems to be accompaniment to my secret little carnival.

There were piles of documents, but I was swimming in the ocean of words, letting my thoughts jump with the raindrops, and weaving paragraphs of far-fetched fantasies. Who says work can't be poetic? Even just a moment's escape is enough to give the soul a small vacation.

At this moment, the sound of Montezuma III Game suddenly sounded, like a bolt of lightning piercing my thoughts. I couldn't help but stop what I was doing and dive into this ancient game. Those mysterious treasures, brave adventurers and challenging levels made me feel like I was in a completely different world.

So, on this rainy day, I spent an unforgettable time with Montezuma Three Games. Although this is only a short escape, I believe that this kind of fishing time will make me more energetic and creative at work. After all, sometimes, we need to give ourselves some breathing room to better face the challenges of life.