3 minutes of kids playing in the puddle I'm trying to drain

In the heart of a rural village, where the bustling streets give way to quiet, abandoned paths, lies a forgotten dirt road. This road, once lively with the comings and goings of villagers, now serves as a relic of days gone by, its surface worn by the passage of time and weathered by neglect. But on this particular day, amidst the tranquil desolation, two children find themselves drawn to its secluded embrace.
The air hangs heavy with the promise of rain, and as if in response, the heavens unleash a torrential downpour upon the earth. Puddles form like scattered mirrors upon the uneven ground, reflecting the gray sky above. Amidst the symphony of raindrops, the children's laughter rings out like a beacon of joy, cutting through the somber melody of the storm.
With unbridled enthusiasm, they dart along the abandoned road, their footsteps leaving imprints in the soft, muddy earth. Their clothes, once pristine, are now splattered with the earthy hues of their playful escapade. And there, at the heart of the road, lies a giant puddle, its surface rippling with the force of the rain.
Undeterred by the looming clouds above, the children rush towards the puddle, their eyes alight with excitement. With a splash, they plunge into its murky depths, sending waves cascading in all directions. Laughter bubbles forth as they revel in the simple pleasure of the moment, their cares and worries forgotten in the embrace of the water.
But even as they play, a subtle change begins to unfold. The puddle, once vast and unyielding, begins to recede, its waters draining away into the thirsty earth below. Undeterred by the dwindling depths, the children press on, their imaginations ablaze with possibility.
As the last of the water disappears into the earth, leaving behind only a memory of its presence, the children emerge from the puddle, their faces flushed with exhilaration. Hand in hand, they stand upon the abandoned road, their spirits undaunted by the passage of time.
In the quiet solitude of the rural village, amidst the faded echoes of the past, two children have found solace and joy in the simplest of pleasures: the boundless freedom of play and the timeless embrace of nature's wonders.