Lonely rain

- Summer rain, there is such a lingering scene of rain, pattered, ticking - drop a drop of water drops on the eaves. The long "tick" sound, mixed with endless lingering, but with a bit of banter...

Rain, gently patted the little things in the field, like the care of a younger generation to a younger generation, quiet, good, and moving! The little things in the field seem to be more energetic and full of life!

Unfortunately, good things are always so short

The lingering drizzle turned into a storm in a blink of an eye, so crazy! The little things in the fields are still full of life. Only people are complaining.

The poem St. Du Fu once said that 'the wind sneaked into the night, the things are fine and silent', and the rain is so unknowingly, moisturizing everything, but how many people can perceive it! Among the 100 people, I believe that there are less than 10% of the people! In fact, when the lingering drizzle turns into a storm, the peasant uncle in the field should not complain, the storm, just for the little things to grow better, just to help you! Furthermore, the rain can reduce the dust in the air and lower the temperature. In the hot summer, is it not good to lower the temperature? It’s not good to work cool, don’t you hope? The answer is: everyone is "hopeful", but not "hope"!

I don't know when, the rain stopped quietly. The wind seemed to hold my breath as well, and the whole field seemed to be much quieter. In the vicinity, the raindrops condensed on the leaves dripped down, dripping in the soft soil, splashing the fragrance of the earth. In the distance, a cute little sparrow began to twirling, as if pouring joy after the bath. Look up again, a colorful rainbow hanging on the horizon, giving people an ordinary beauty!

Going downstairs, picking up a flower that is covered with water drops, holding it in my hand, I smell the fragrance of nature; picking up a wrinkled leaf, I seem to have seen the course of his life, so vicissitudes... ...

The rain in the summer is always like this. It’s urgent to go, and it’s urgent to go. Although it’s just a short few minutes, it brings endless associations! I want to see this beautiful rain again, whether it is before the rain, in the rain, or after the rain, each has a different beauty! There is a great man who said it is good: there is no lack of beauty in the world, just a lack of people who appreciate beauty!

Rain, keep going until I start to slang, slang, rain...

The second day: a dream is like a fool