The scene before the shower is an ink painting.

When I wake up in the morning, I look out of the window at first sight. Looking around, you can't see the ground, roads, trees, only the gaps between tall buildings. The roof on the right is a little shorter, and the height of the building on the left changes with the change of the sky and the weather, and the color of the decorations of the building changes sooner or later.

There will be a sudden thunderstorm in the morning these days. The weather is gloomy and the sky looks gloomy. After noon, the blue sky resumed and the sun was shining. At five or six o'clock in the afternoon, the ground was dry, and when it was busy, it seemed that the heavy rain had never come.

Before the shower, in the early morning sky, although it is not blue sky and white clouds, it also has another aesthetic feeling. The weather is gray, cumulonimbus clouds erupt and undercurrents surge. The color of the sky, as well as the wall, frame structure and glass opposite the building are all gray-blue-black, which looks like a quiet and smart ink painting in this weather.

I was in a daze for a long time and didn't get up until ten o'clock. I've been sleeping late recently. It's summer and it's getting late. The sunshine at night is as bright as the sun at two or three o'clock in autumn. At eleven o'clock in the evening, the street lights are bright, the sky is light blue, there are white clouds, and the wind is very cold. The air is not as hot as during the day, and the beautiful and charming night begins. Alas, I can't get up early because I am addicted to the night. I should get up early. Seeing such a quiet picture today, I blame myself for missing the change of beautiful scenery. Although the change is sometimes slow, you can only feel it when you are awake. One day is not enough. I hope every day in summer is at least twice as long as winter.