My name rain

I, from the distant clouds, the earth, is my hometown.

I am smart and quiet. When spring came and the Mother Earth summoned me, I came. The steps are light, whispering, and everything wakes up, so I use my dexterous hands to weave the world together and bring the baptism of spring to all things. Finally, I quietly merged with Mother Earth.

I am free and naughty. When I knew that I was calling on the tree, the whole earth was like a stove, and I came. The pace is cheerful and full of rhythm, accompanied by Grandpa Ray and the brother of lightning, to the heat of the cement road to relieve the heat, cheer for the arid creek, let the thirsty fish jump again. I knocked on the glass window, thundered with lightning, scared the timid children, and told people that the summer was coming, and the lotus flowers in the pond were already in full bloom. Soon, I left, I went to the rushing river, went to the sea to explore, and the bridge in the sky was a gift for the summer.

I am hardworking and amiable. When the "splash" of gold slaps the road and the peasant's face is full of smiles, I will come. Gently walk through the orchard, kiss a ripe fruit, touch the string of fruit that has been bent and bent, moisturizing the harvested fields, preparing for the harvest of the coming year. I am the messenger of autumn, and it is my responsibility to let the farmers harvest.

I am cold and helpless. When the breath of autumn is gone, when the footsteps of winter approach, I will come. Taking a heavy step, and the cold wind, helplessly descended on the earth. I patted people's cheeks, cold and piercing, and trembled; I also reminded the little animals that it was time to reserve food for the winter. I was the pioneer of winter.

Rain, my name. In spring, I moisten everything; in the summer, I relieve the heat for the earth; in the fall, I hold an "adult ceremony" for the fruits; in the winter, I remind all things to store winter food. Some people say that I am the tears of the sky, the sigh of the sea, and I said, I am just rain, the temperament is changeable, but whenever I do, I will stick to my post.

Third day: Wu Songzhu