Spring rain

After midnight, the dignified sky dropped a drop of small drops of water, like a crystal pearl, falling on the land of China, nourishing the warm spring.

The old saying goes, "Spring is as expensive as oil," and these precious drops of water are God's gift to us. At the end of the harsh winter, the raging ice and snow still freezes all these things, but the spring rain seems to dissolve all the coldness. When the spring rain falls, everything will come out and let the spring return to its vitality.

Spring rain is the vitality of Yongyao. The spring rain is graceful, laughs and laughs, the pace is light, the euphemism is subtle, the nature is natural, there is no violent summer rain, there is no sorrow of autumn rain, there is no coldness of winter rain, but it has a unique vitality, like a lively naughty child, in the big Playing on the ground, when the spring rains play, the grass stretches out from the land, the flowers bloom its cute face, and the hibernating animals also "get up" to start a new road...

Spring rain is an example of selflessness. Whenever the peasants are ploughing in the spring, the ardent spring rain always falls on the peasants' hats and is pattered, and this greedy land sucks the milk of the spring rain and becomes soft, making the crops prosper. After a while, the raindrops are getting bigger and bigger, more and more anxious, laughing and joking, making troubles, leaving a dense rainy nest on the dry land. Chunyu never blames and chooses the land to be fertile or barren. It always invests seriously and quickly infiltrates into the underground. It does not form a stream of water. It only makes the land wait and move, which makes people feel moved and admire!

Spring rain is a rhythm-free rhythm, ping-pong table tennis, that spring rain falls on the roof bit by bit, pattering, this sound is sometimes loud, sometimes refreshing, sometimes cheerful, sometimes confused... oh la la, no matter what Sound, it is the good news to welcome the spring.

Spring rain is like silk, picturesque, like a dream, like a smoke, like a pair of Jiangshan community, like a wide wave of the river, such as a touching words, amazing, intoxicating.

"Sneak into the night with the wind, the things are quiet and silent" This is the spring rain.

Second day: Yu Wenquan