Rain can come as a light, gentle sprinkle, or it can come as a swarm of angry warps pouring down from above.
A gentle rain is a soft, quite, peaceful lamb. While on the other hand, a heavy rain is a load, hard, angry lion. Soft rain has a quiet pitter-patter on the cement, while a heavy rain is nails falling from the sky.
My favorite rain is the heavy rain. I like to hear it crashing to the ground. The air after a good rain is thick.
Although a heavy rain is my favorite, a soft rain is also pleasant. The smell of wet trees is awesome. Although both rains are nice, they both have there down sides.
Rain can come light or heavy, but either way it is fascinating.