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The weather in the future is junan.

Yesterday's weather forecast said that there would be moderate rain today, and it was only 6: 30 when I woke up in the morning. It was cloudy when I opened the curtain, but it didn't rain.

I thought that because of the weather forecast, there must not be many people climbing the mountain today. By the time I got to the foot of the mountain by bus, the entrance of the mountain was already very lively. Many people have come down from the mountain. They got up early, maybe they made an appointment to have morning tea together after going down the mountain. As soon as we entered the mountain gate, it began to rain in Mao Mao, just like spring rain, and nobody cared. The weather in Junan. It seems that with the gradual rise of the mountain, the rain is getting heavier and heavier, so when we get to the Mid-Mountain Pavilion, we will open an umbrella. At this time, except the people in the pavilion, everyone held up their umbrellas, and the people who went up the mountain were calm, and the people who went down the mountain were calm. Many times in life, when we are ready for things, we will not be flustered for a while, but we can cope with the situation.

I don't like busy people very much, just as I like traveling alone. At the top of the mountain, there is a song concert organized by citizens spontaneously. After listening to a few songs quietly, I turned to a mountain road that few people usually walk. Because of the rain, I walked alone on this road today. The trees here are so lush that I can't see the rain, but I can only hear the sound of rain hitting the leaves. Occasionally, a few birdsongs make it quieter here. Standing on a rocky platform, I used a sentence from Su Dongpo's Ding Fengbo. And listening to the sound of beating leaves through the forest, quietly listening to the sound of rain falling leaves, as if listening to the cordial dialogue between rain and nature, the artistic conception is great, Nanxiong weather. At this time, I can't suddenly see a pheasant looking for food under the tree. It looks so beautiful. It is different from another pheasant I saw a few years ago with a little color added. Its whole body is white, except its head is black, and its long tail should be two feet. It stopped and looked at me, without any panic, and continued to look for food. Maybe this is its territory. I don't care at all about such an uninvited guest. It stopped leisurely and disappeared into the Woods, which surprised me. I don't think too many mountaineers are so lucky as me. The weather in Zhoushan. The most beautiful things in life are often met when you least expect them. Even if not, there will be endless memories of each other's chances. This may be the nature of life.