rain

During the summer vacation, my hometown experienced a drought that never happened in a hundred years. During that time, people were so eager for God to send compassion and sown a rain that would save people's lives. Since then, I have liked the rain that looks very ordinary. When it rains, I always like to stand in front of the window, look at the beauty of the rain, look at the shadow of the raindrops; listen to the whispers of the rain to the wind, listen to the raindrops hit the sound of the earth. Feeling the tenderness and joy of the rain, the signs of nature are foretold.

Summer vacation - I haven't experienced the hotness of this hot holiday. I don't know if I should be thankful or sorry. But I can imagine the painful feelings of the fire, and I can imagine the eagerness of the desire to cool down. After I came back from Kunming, I stayed in the high temperature of 40 degrees, and I still couldn't help complaining about the air conditioning. I clearly remember that on September 4th, in the hope of everyone for more than two months, a light rain finally came, many old people and children stood in the courtyard dam, receiving the raindrops and kissing, everyone Laughing and laughing, thank God for his pity. Who said that only spring rain is as expensive as oil?

Rain, I love you! Love your delicate and quiet, love your rough and passionate; love your unpredictable, love your time... You are not like the wind, come without a trace, rush, like a lone ranger It’s too arrogant, always giving people a sense of fear; you are not like a cloud, ever-changing, in a variety of ways, like a changeable woman, too naughty, teasing everything in the world.

Rain, I love you! You have pinned the affection of the sky, the dirt of the earth has been washed away by you; you bring people to nourish the life of the jade liquid, people will always be grateful to you!