The sun never stops shining, does it

The land by the sea

Or

How to dance the Purk
"Oh, how I wish for a rainy day," the Queen looked out her window to the beautiful and colorful garden she and her husband had made.
"You wish for rain, my dear?" The King kissed his wife on her head and sat down next to her. "I thought that you hated rain. That rain was something to fear and stay away from. And also, it's really hard to look stunning in the rain."
The Queen raised an eyebrow towards the King. "First of all. Hate is a very strong word. And second, everyone thirst for rain. We need it to grow and to get a break from all this heat. And third." The Queen took the Kings hand and stroked it. "I look awsome in the rain."
"Then just pretend."
"What, oh dear, you can't pretend that it's raining. Then the sunny days would be all messed up."
The King sighed and hugged his Queen. "So what you're basically saying is that you will never be satisfied."
"Yeah, kind of." The Queen smiled.