Spring rain

The rain outside the window is still pouring.

It is a luxury to breathe in such a fresh and sultry air, all thanks to this spring rain. As the saying goes, the spring rain is as expensive as oil, and the rain of the Northland quietly opened the curtain of spring. There is no wind, no rain, no lightning, although it is small, very thin, but it is still "smooth and silent." It permeates the earth, moistens everything, washes the dust, it makes the flowers redder, the grass is greener, the sky is bluer, the air is fresher, and he caress people with soft arms.

I couldn't help but seduce the temptation of drizzle, so I walked out of the house and plunged into the embrace of spring rain. The drizzle raindrops of the cow's hair drenched gently on my body. The first thing that caught my eye was the picture that was more beautiful than the dream—grass, green trees, safflower, smoke and rain, and the distant world was covered. A thin layer of smoke is like a fairyland on earth. Take a deep breath, the cool air with a hint of coolness, mixed with a touch of floral and earthy aroma, refreshing, refreshing and refreshing.

I came to a hillside, far-sighted, near, the thin rain silk slanted and woven, and the earth was woven into a dense net. In the distance, the outline of the earth gradually blurred, and the mountains were looming. The towers in the distance are silent in the rain, extremely spectacular. The world of Chunyu is an elegant ink painting that will lead you into another world. In this world, there is a song that can't be perfected, can't be heard, and can't finish the fun.

"Good rain knows the season, when spring is happening," this beautiful spring rain, I sincerely praise you!

Wanbei School, Shanwangzhuang Town, Fuyang City, Henan Province: Zhang Guobin