Autumn rain and rhyme

The rain lasted for too long, lasting for two days and two nights, more than forty hours.

This rain is the first autumn rain after the Millennium. In the early morning, it is misty and rainy, and it is like being in a picturesque water town in the south of the Yangtze River. It was quiet all around, even the usual arrogant wind retreated, and there was no figure on the road. Occasionally, vehicles pass by in a hurry, splashing waves and flowers. Without the noise of the past, without the sound of falling rain, without the sound of running water flowing down the rain grate to the sewers on both sides of the road, the birds also lost their voices and hid, and the world was as clean as washed. It's raining, and it won't go away. How affectionate is the accumulation, so that there are endless tears of acacia? Is it nostalgia for the past, or is it unpredictable and far-reaching for the future and worrying? Or can't stop crying when you are fascinated by the fireworks?

On the road, the accumulated water became a stream, which surged and flowed, making it difficult to leave. Walking through a section of oil road and cement road, it is a dirt road paved with gravel, with several deep ruts, like a handsome little wife. The already bumpy dirt road is even more rugged and difficult to walk. When you step on the wet road, it is printed deeply and full of water. By the roadside, tall poplars stood quietly in the rain. The fallen leaves leave the branches from time to time, falling to the ground with the rain, and gradually being ravaged by passing vehicles and pedestrians. On the high mountain dam, if it rains occasionally, it must be in the same boat. The oblique wind and rain are like a note, and the umbrella is difficult to withstand the wind and rain. If the kite is full of tension in the wind and rain, it will disappear into the vast air. Beautiful umbrellas are often separated, and the ending is terrible. The rain was swept by the oblique wind, and the umbrella was like a helmet worn by soldiers, just to protect the head and expose the body, which became the target of vitality attack. Therefore, umbrellas on dams are mostly used for shading or raining in Mao Mao. Such gentle and long autumn rain, soft and cool on the face, like a mother's hand gently across, comfortable and warm.

Early-maturing crops are also harvested in the fields, and the bare land is uneven, dark and ugly. Still alive, but also mottled faces, bowed their heads and meditated. Several clumps of wild flowers on the roadside have also withered. Pods, giving birth to children; Wormwood is growing, with heavy ears. Bend over and meditate. Through the hazy rain curtain, what you see is a hard-to-see picture of herding sheep in the rain. A group of fat sheep are eating the leftover Chinese cabbage with their heads down. The shepherd is an old man, wearing a raincoat and holding a sheep shovel, shoveling soil from time to time, shouting and throwing the clods in the sheep shovel at the fleeing sheep who want to leave without authorization. The clod draws a beautiful arc in the air and falls on the sheep accurately, so that the fleeing sheep will be good.

The continuous autumn rain makes people daydream infinitely; Seeing the scenery in the rain is full of interest. Independent rain, let thoughts fly, forget things and me, nourish the soul, enjoy the gift of nature, how lucky life is!