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Rainy night


The continuous high temperature hit the northern city. The city that had never been so weathered was in a state of paralysis. People couldn’t work hard, and even the rose flower in the corner had a low head. The city is looking forward to a heavy rain to wake it up and awaken people's subconscious feelings.

As the evening approaches, the sunset glow of the sky is like a Chinese painting that has been rendered. A piece of floating clouds is gently embedded in the sky, forming a soft but romantic picture. I want to be a sunny day tomorrow, but there is no sign of a sudden change in the weather. The bright red sky seems to be a red dye that has been knocked over. The sound of "rumbling" from time to time is coming from time to time.

You listen, is it going to rain, will you put a crepe on the city? The sweltering weather, the inability of the low pressure, made people breathless, and knew that they were screaming in the trees. In a short while, the sky began to patter the light rain, "long drought and nectar" people triumphantly ran out of their homes to feel the coolness of this long time.

And I didn't like them. I just opened the window of the balcony and reached out to feel the touch of raindrops falling on my hands. "Hey, hey..." Just tap it on my hand, more It is striking in my heart.

This is in the downtown area of ​​the city. Looking at it, some tall buildings rise up on this land. The neon lights dotted on the walls of high-rise buildings change shape and color from time to time. The curved road is like a long dragon moving between the cities under the illumination of the street lights.

Thousands of crystal clear water drops, reflecting the radiance of neon lights, the water mist is light and floating. The fine raindrops gently covered my entire line of sight... This rainy night is very calm...

In the morning, the windows were opened, and the trees washed by the rain gave off a quiet aroma and sighed. After a rush of rain, the city renewed its momentum.

This will be another day!

Beijing No. 14 Middle School Branch 2: Counting Voices

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