Natural elf - rain

Standing in front of the rain curtain, I can't help but be intoxicated. Unconsciously, the rain wet the hair and the clothes became wet. At this time, I suddenly felt that I was integrated with nature. And this rain became the messenger between me and nature! The confession of the soul has become so simple in the face of the rain.

"Clouds are green and green, and the water is soaking," "I used to go to the hustle and bustle, Yang Liuyiyi; now I come to think, rain and snow." Since ancient times, how many poems have written rain and praised the rain.

Rain, the natural elf, the natural messenger, its arrival, brought people a greeting of nature.

The incarnation of the rain, the light fairy, its arrival, makes the whole earth crystal clear.

The rain fell in the reservoir, like dripping into the crystal jade plate, splashing the grain of pearls; the rain fell on the treetops, like the branches of the soft long hair; the rain fell on the earth, rolling up a light smoke The land seems to have a laughing nest... The rain seems to be a million fingers, like thousands of strings, popping up with ever-changing sounds. The rain has stopped. Fresh and bright everywhere, the scenery of nature, how beautiful it was washed, I looked back inadvertently, and seemed to see a very light rainbow, although not clear, but faintly discernible. But when I fixed my eyes and looked at it, it disappeared and disappeared without a trace. In the clear sky, only a few white clouds floated away...

The third day: composition