Strange weather in Jinan

1. It snows heavily. It snowed at first, just like someone grabbed white sugar in mid-air and sprinkled it one by one. In a short time, the snow is getting heavier and heavier, and the snow particles become snowflakes, falling lightly and slowly like goose feathers, swaying and fluttering, like jade leaves and honeysuckle scattered by the goddess. So clear and beautiful. The thin and tall willow branches on the roadside shook their bodies from time to time, shaking the snow to the bottom, but as soon as they shook off a little, they immediately lost a lot. Gradually, the snow put on a white coat for them. At night, everything is silent, only the sound of falling snow. At the moment, mountains, rivers, fields and villages are all covered with snow.

Pieces of small snowflakes are as light as smoke, as clean as jade, as white as silver, fluttering down from the sky and rushing to the embrace of mother earth. Snow is as white as jade. Is it General Xiaotian sent by the Heavenly Palace or the jade leaf falling from the laurel tree in the Moon Palace? Snowflakes are like beautiful jade butterflies, dancing with ecstasy; Like a dandelion blown off; Like flying; Like a little white flower given by an angel; Scattered and gathered, fluttering leisurely, gently Ying Ying, is undoubtedly the masterpiece of the earth! I saw the snow in front of me as naughty as a butterfly, falling under the eaves for a while, falling on the branches for a while, and floating on the faces of pedestrians from time to time.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger. Xiaoyun became a thick white cloud, slowly rising, expanding and gradually covering the sky. It is snowing lightly. Suddenly, a large piece of snow fell. The wind roared and the snowstorm came. In an instant, the dark sky merged with Xue Hai, and everything was out of sight.

It's snowing. What a beautiful snowflake. When early winter comes, snowflakes report the coming of winter in time. After class, the students ran to the playground, some cheering, some jumping, and some opening their hands to pick up the flying snowflakes. Look, look, the snow has covered the earth. There is snow everywhere in the sky and on the ground. White land, white house, white forest.

I saw a vast expanse of whiteness between heaven and earth, and snowflakes fell from the sky, like a white tent was pulled up around, and the earth immediately turned white. I can't help but think of a poem, "Like spring breeze, night comes and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees". How beautiful!

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Best of all, it snowed a little. You see, the dwarf pine on the mountain is getting darker and darker, and there is a bun of white flowers on the top of the tree, like a Japanese wet nurse. The top of the mountain is all white, and there is a silver edge on the blue sky. On the hillside, there is thick snow in some places, and grass color is still exposed in some places; In this way, one is white, the other is dark yellow, and the mountain is covered with a floral dress with water patterns; Looking at it, this floral dress seems to be blown by the wind, which makes you want to see more beautiful goatskin. When the sun goes down, the yellowish sunshine is obliquely sprinkled on the hillside, and the Bo Xue seems to suddenly blush with shame, showing a little pink. It's just a light snow. Jinan can't stand heavy snow. Those hills are so fragile!

Lao She's Winter in Jinan

This winter is particularly cold, and the snow is more than two feet thick. When I get up in the morning, the air door won't open. And the big dark clouds in the sky, like tiles, are stacked together. The snow is still falling, as if God really wants to fill the space between heaven and earth. The mountain is covered with a thick white quilt, and the sky and the earth are connected together, which is strange and beautiful in white.

Feng Deying's "Kucaihua"

Snow is like a small silver bead, like a light rain, like catkins and poplars. It hangs a white sky for us. Looking up through the sparse snow curtain, the tall buildings in the distance are vaguely like fog and clouds, which are particularly beautiful. When I stepped on the wet road, a garrulous and proud voice came from my ear: "Look, I'm coming."

Pan Huakai's, Snow White.

The weather is gloomy and snowflakes are flying in groups. This is a desolate winter world, covered with white and soft snow, which seems rich and warm ... At this time, every tree is covered with snow, which is really "like a strong wind in spring, blowing at night and blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees".

Red beans in Zong Pu

Spring snow

Snowflakes are falling quietly. Snowflakes flying all over the sky, one after another, like dandelions all over the sky, and like countless young and indescribable lives, tremble, fluctuate and ripple in the boundless night sky. The expression is so pleasant and the change is so magical. Jing Tian seems to feel that there is a big white wing hidden on the earth. Before you know it, it is a vast expanse of whiteness. ..... There is no chill in the warm Chun Xue, but the leisurely snowflakes bring poetic tranquility to this early spring night.

Yuji's snowflakes are floating quietly.

Smokers in half the city, jagged roof tiles, some unfinished Chun Xue ... and distant mountains with white hats, two towers that stand by and watch the landscape, and rivers that flow back to the east, west, south and east of Lanxi County clearly show the snow scene in the south of the Yangtze River.

Yu Dafu's is running out

Major Snow

On this day, it snowed heavily. I remember when oranges were around, she liked snow best. She said that rain can purify the world and snow can purify the world. Indeed, the snow in the country is beautiful! When the heavy snow poured silently from the leaden sky, I stood side by side in front of the door with orange shavings, and my mood was as quiet as falling snow. Almost at the same time, we remembered Xie Daowen's famous sentence "If catkins don't rise because of the wind". Although it has become a masterpiece of thousands of people, I still think this analogy is a bit far-fetched. How can catkins compare with goose feather and heavy snow? It is better to describe snow with pear flowers. Maybe all the metaphors are lame. Silver is like snow to improve, but snowflake silver is to belittle. ...

Snow can purify the world. I think it is very insightful: after the heavy snow, we walked outside the village, and it was white, shining like crystal, dazzling: tan roofs, dilapidated walls, messy fields, dry bare branches, messy haystacks ... under the cover of a foot of heavy snow, it was extremely clean and pure.

Li Ruqing's Life and Death

The wind rolled snowflakes, violently sweeping Shan Ye and villages, shaking ancient trees, knocking down other people's doors and windows, tearing off the thatch of broken houses and lifting it into the air, scattering cold snowflakes in people's houses and growling in strange voices on the bare treetops, as if everything in the world was its tame slave and could be trampled on at will.

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Snowflakes falling like salt powder in the morning are getting bigger and bigger, and finally become a vortex of goose feathers and heavy snow, and Moscow has become a silvery white world. Several black cars, covered with snowflakes, seemed to be small black beetles trapped in salt piles. There are only clusters of small birch trees, and this famous cold-resistant tree is still strong and straight. Although it also wears an ice cap, it still retains its majestic appearance. The wind blew, they swayed, and the snowflakes kept falling.

Qin Mu's Snow and Haze in Europe

The next morning, snowflakes were flying in the sky, and Shan Ye was white. Early winter snowflakes with moist smell floated on the trees by the roadside. In several places, the branches of crisp poplars were crushed by snow. Feeding birds spread their wings and jumped among the trees, shaking off the snow on the branches. Several desolate mountain villages nearby were all buried in the snow, and the distant peaks turned gray in the diffuse snow smoke; No matter how far away, melting in the foggy space, it will also become confused.

Zhou Libo's gold ring

The air pressure is getting heavier and heavier, and the snow curtain is spreading among the mountains. Around the peak, like an iceberg, on the edge of the black sky floor, carved into a zigzag. Knee-high snow filled the valley, covered the ridge, covered the trench, and got a quiet and pleasing picture, which was then torn apart by the Siberian wind. It roared like a charge, lifted the snow curtain at will, swooped down on the Woods and ravines ... Polo leaves screamed miserably; Leopards and wolves also howl because of hunger and cold.

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It was snowing heavily outside the window, and the snowflake jumped on the window glass like a butterfly, hit the glass and flew to one side.

(Su) Kochetov's Jordan.

wind and snow

The wind is blowing hard, and snowflakes are flying in the air like torn cotton wool and falling aimlessly everywhere. There is a white road at the foot of the wall on the left and right sides, which seems to leave two wide sides for the stone road full of cement in the middle.

There are pedestrians and sedan chairs carried by two people in the street. They can't fight snow and show signs of shrinking. Snowflakes are falling more and more, and white covers the sky everywhere, falling on umbrellas, on the top of sedan chairs, on the hats of sedan chairs, and on the faces of pedestrians.

The wind played with the umbrella and blew it apart, even blowing it out of the hands of pedestrians once or twice. The wind whistling in the air, its voice piercing, mixed with the footsteps in the snow, became a strange music. The music stung the ears of pedestrians, as if to warn them that ice and snow will rule the world for a long time and the bright spring will not come back.

Bajin's home

The wind at the mountain pass growled like a dragon, venting its crazy power to everything it could touch. Snow balls hit its head like ice cubes, making people stumble. Several tall larches shook their fuzzy branches sadly, as if they were timidly telling their misfortunes under the ravages of snow and wind.

Fang Wei coagulation

It's getting dark and the wind is getting tighter. Dark clouds are pressing harder to the ground, covering vast fields, roads and villages. Let the early spring dusk on the plain immediately turn into night. It began to snow. First, small snowflakes fluttered gently like catkins; Then it gets bigger and bigger, as tight as a burst. The wind moved the snow, and the snow fragments swirled. In an instant, the sky and the earth were one color, and snowflakes filled the whole Yuan Ye. ……

The Discontinuous Story of Ji Fang

snowstorm

The Great Northern Wilderness called the snowstorm a big smoke bubble. It is an ironclad rule that big smoke bubbles will be blown on the third day after it snows. At the beginning of the smoke bubble, the fierce cold wind screamed sharply, blowing the snow on the snowfield into dragons and rolling against the snow. The wind roared, like a million lions roaring and rushing, rolling thousands of white dragons into the sky. The whole space is filled with white powder, like smoke and fog, but it is not as soft as smoke and hits the face like a needle. Suddenly it was dark, and the people walking on the opposite side only saw a hazy figure. The snowstorm created the strong character of the people in the Great Northern Wilderness. They are not afraid of tyrants this winter. When they meet them, they will step on wasteland, build canals, cut down trees, hunt, break ice and fish nets.

Pingqing's "Melissa Zhou sent me back to my hometown"

The snowstorm that blew at night was extremely violent at that time. Winter comes too early and almost always begins with an ominous snowstorm. The wind and snow ravaged everything on the ground, piled up snowdrifts on the lowlands and licked the last grass stems on the mountain. Dust as hard as glass crumbs rotates with the wind and snow. The house leaned and groaned under the pressure of the wind. Everything is bent, curled up, trembling, screaming in pain, and polyphony.

(Su) Fei Ding's Extraordinary Summer

A snowstorm suddenly struck. Gray clouds are low on the ground, moving and filling the sky. Heavy snow fell one after another. In the evening, there was a strong wind, and the chimney made a whining roar. The wind chased the snowflakes circling rapidly in the forest, flashing left and right, screaming and stirring the whole forest.

(Su) ostrovsky's How Steel was Tempered.

accumulated snow

We ran all the way to the last sea pavilion. There, the stone steps are covered with foam-like snow, and the trees in front of the pavilion are covered with snow, and ice cubes are formed under the snow. There are several camellias next to them, with pink flowers. Some flowers fell, half hidden in the snow, red and white set each other off, and the colors were gorgeous, which made us feel flashy, clear and not cold, so we remembered the beauty of "forgetting her thin sleeves and cold, leaning against the sunset next to a tall bamboo".

Snow Scene of West Lake in Zhong Jingwen

The layers of pine branches on the surrounding mountains are covered with thick white velvet snow, hanging heavily, and from time to time, one or two pieces of snow as big as palms fall and pile up silently in the snow.

Bing Xin's To Young Readers

Snow in the north

The snow on the Loess Plateau is beautiful. It is more noble, elegant, magnificent and magnanimous than the snow in the south; The snow in the south makes people feel that winter has really come, but the snow in the north makes people think of beautiful spring. Snow is the real winter jasmine on the Loess Plateau.

The field is open, and the snow seems to have swept away all the superfluous things on the ground. Hills, dams, gullies, towering branches ... all angular places have become extremely smooth and round, with velvety fluff, as if the snow field under the clear sky is not cold, but warm, which always makes me want to stick my cheek on it.

Zhang Xianliang's Green Trees

Snow in Jiangnan

The snow in Jiangnan is very beautiful. That's the news of youth that is still looming, and it's the skin of a very strong virgin. In the snowfield, there are blood-red camellias, single-petal plum blossoms with dark green in white and wintersweet with dark yellow chin; There are cool green weeds under the snow. Butterflies really don't exist; I really can't remember whether bees come to collect honey from camellia and plum blossoms. But my eyes seem to see flowers blooming in the snow in winter, and many bees are busy flying. I can hear their buzzing sound.

Lu Xun's Snow

I grew up in the north and never loved snow. The poem that teenagers like to recite is still fresh in my memory: "I am afraid of poetry, so I jumped on the ice." Lu Xun described the snow in the south of the Yangtze River and the north in detail: "The snow in the south of the Yangtze River is beautiful, and the snowflakes in the north always fly like powder and sand. They will never stick together and scatter on the house, the ground and the hay. " But I think the snow in the north written here is winter snow. As for Chun Xue in the north, I think it's quite snowy in the south of the Yangtze River! Isn't this the case with the first Chun Xue on the third day of the first lunar month? I live in a tall building and look out of the window. There is a thick pile of velvet on the balcony fence. A layer of snow, moist and moist, brings the fresh news of spring. It's sunny and sunny. From my window, I can see the green western hills. On this day, Beijing is white, with rows of endless snow tops, black and white, forming a very unique painting, very beautiful.

Liu's Chun Xue

snowflake

Jade butterfly-like snowflakes fall on New Year's Eve. It dances with the scraps of paper exploded by firecrackers. In a short time, the tiles of the house are white, the streets are white, and the farmyard is white. The old tree in front of the window is covered with flowers and jade strings, all made of shiny silver. At first glance, it looks like a charming snow fairy with different shapes and shapes.

Li Yaokui's annual sacrifice

In fact, snowflakes are ice crystals formed by condensation of water vapor in the air below zero degrees Celsius. People call snow "flower", which is also very scientific. Because the shape of snowflakes is really as beautiful as flowers. Under the magnifying glass, you can see that every snowflake is a beautiful pattern: some are crystal flakes, some are like white silver needles, some are like open fans, and some are like stars in the night sky ... According to statistics, there are more than 10,000 snowflake patterns observed now! Although snowflakes are in various shapes, their basic shapes are the same, and they all have hexagonal characteristics. Gao Pian, a famous military commander in the Tang Dynasty, once wrote in Selected Poems of Snow: "Six flying flowers came into the house and sat and watched the bamboo turn into lovely branches." These six flying flowers refer to snowflakes with six petals.

Sun Shuqing's Six Flying Flowers

The sky became darker and darker, and it began to snow in the afternoon. Snowflakes are as big as plum blossoms, flying all over the sky, gloomy and busy, making Luzhen a mess.

Lu Xun's blessing

There is almost no snow here, only a thin layer is sprinkled on the ground. It's still snowing at the moment. Snowflakes fall timidly, dry and light, like fluff. When the wind blows gently, it blows the snow on the roadside into the ditch, from the mountain to the valley and to the edge of the forest.

(Sue) Ivan Shamikin's Snowy Winter

At this time, it began to snow lightly. This kind of snow is often seen when there is no wind. Sparse snowflakes seem to be meditating-is it good to fall or not? And almost stopped in the transparent air, hanging there, as if suddenly, lost weight, and then fell to the ground, giving his space in the air to the same harsh and gentle snowflake.

(Su) Fei Ding's First Love

Before dark, wet snowflakes began to fall on the wet ground, and everything was silent. At first, just a few fluffy snowflakes-beautiful transparent hexagonal crystals flying in the air, Ran Ran floated to the ground. It began to snow heavily in the back. In the evening, wet snowflakes fell all over the floor, covered with branches and thickly stuck to the heads, shoulders and sleeves of the soldiers.

(Sue) Vasily zhukov's "Live to the Dawn"

Snow fog

Snow, too impatient, tore open the loneliness of the night in a hurry and stumbled down. Instantly held by the earth, melted in the humid atmosphere. It has been falling for a morning, leaving only a little trace of exquisiteness, but it also reveals the stubbornness of unyielding, still drifting around with the wind and turning into a misty snow. Qi Anqing's Fire Holder

snowscape

The night after the snow stopped, the houses were covered with white clothes, the willows turned into bloated silver bars, and the city walls stretched out like a giant snake with a white back into the gray twilight haze in the distance. Looking at Guandi Temple from a distance. It is a green building that cannot be seen clearly; Nearby, the rugged ground in the western depression was covered with snow and turned into a large flat land.

Li Yingru's wildfire and spring breeze hit the ancient city.

Snowflakes, touching and touching, long and gentle, like the feathers of white cranes, decorate the world with thin water and cold mountains. Suddenly, the earth is like a sea of silver, the mountains are like jade dragons, and the trees are like white corals and scales. You reflect me, I'll help you line up. What a beautiful jade carving!

Han Jingting's Snowflake

It snowed heavily all night. The next morning, it cleared up and the sun came out. Push open the door and look, wow! What a heavy snow! Mountains, rivers, trees and houses are covered with a thick layer of snow. Looking from a distance, Wan has become a world of makeup. Look around, those trees whose leaves have all fallen off are covered with fluffy shiny silver bars, and those evergreen pine and cypress trees in winter and summer are covered with fluffy and heavy snowballs. A gust of wind blew, the trees shook gently, and the beautiful silver bars and snowballs shook off. Jade chips, like snowflakes, fluttered with the wind, reflecting colorful rainbows in the early morning sunshine.

Jun Qing's "Map of Xue Rui"

Just arrived in early winter, elm, willow and locust trees have not fallen leaves, and suddenly it snowed heavily. Snowflakes fell on trees with thick branches and dense leaves one by one, and gradually turned into piles, bending the branches of big trees and the trunks of small trees. Finally, many branches and trees the size of teacups could not bear the weight of the snowdrift, and finally they broke one after another.

Wang Jiabin of Liu Qing

Lawn, in fact, has long been as strict as snow. Maple, oak and hexagonal maple all lost their leaves, and their branches stretched out into the gray sky like charcoal sticks. The snow is covered with a layer of light blue silver light, and the thin lines of small footprints printed on it (which must have been left by chubby squirrels in winter) are more purple in the dents. From a distance, it seems that someone has inadvertently sown a string of fragrant petals. Su Wei's graveyard

The sun has just risen, red and big. The new snow covered the world with a layer of white, outlined the outline of the distant mountains with soft and dazzling curves, and turned all the visible trees into huge or exquisite silver corals. There is still a thin layer of morning fog on the river. The sun is so bright that the morning mist is soaked like an unfolded transparent red yarn, almost motionless and not floating for a long time. Snow gives off dazzling light. The scenery is really beautiful. Liang's documentary "Border Village"

What a gentle little snowflake. However, if you look around, what a vast and beautiful world snowflakes make up. Usually dilapidated farmhouses, dry walls, fences and well platforms have become marble structures and a magnificent building; At this time, all ordinary trees proudly bloom bright silver flowers. Shan Ye is integrated with heaven and earth into a white whole, and people's hearts are also condensed with holy and flawless feelings.

Wu's Memories of Snow

snow field

The dark sky, the snow all over the ground, reflected the pale clouds at dusk, and layers of spring silkworms retreated like cocoons, slowly withdrawing from the bright and serious cold light and passing through the sharp and cruel cold wind in the whispering dwarf forest. An empty winter plain and rotten grassland are hidden in the snow, and occasionally some heads are exposed everywhere, rustling in the wind. Up and down, light clouds and light snow, like a secret confession.

Qu Qiubai's Snow.

Snow is flying all over the sky, white and foggy, regardless of heaven and earth. Heavy snow piled up, the mountains increased and the ground became thicker. The dense thorn branches on the roadside hillside are condensed with white snow, hairy like antlers, intertwined into various patterns, and the Yushu silver flowers are picturesque. On the steep cliff beside the road, several tall tassels stand proudly. Snow-covered branches and a few moss under the white brocade canopy are particularly beautiful in the endless silver world. How much ice and snow has Jinsong experienced? How many wind knives and frost swords have you tasted? However, it is used to growing up in a harsh environment. After a period of cold, it gained the ability to resist cold, and after a frost and snow, it increased the fun of fighting frost and snow. Look, how tall and mighty it looks in the snow! Standing in the snow like a soldier in white armor.

Liu Ziwei on the day of the decisive battle.

In winter, on the steep bank slope along the Don River, there is a prominent hillside, which is called "thief cliff" by everyone. The cold wind in winter dances and growls on this hillside. The wind blew a snow fog from the bare hill on the top of the mountain, which piled it up layer by layer. Snowdrifts hung high on the cliff, shone like sugar by the sun and turned pink at dusk. Before the melting heating gradually melted from the snow below, or before the thick snow layer was blown away by the fierce crosswind, the snowdrift was already hanging there silently and fearfully. At this time, the snowdrift always sinks, sending out a low and soft thunder, rushing down, overwhelming the low thorns on the road, shamefully smashing the small hawthorn tree hiding on the hillside, and soon dragging a huge silvery white snow fog behind it, foaming at the sky. ...

Sholokhov's The Silent Don

After snow

The wind has completely stopped and the air is as cold as before. Night came, but it did not bring darkness. Above is a gray sky, and below is a slate with snow. A big yard is covered with snow. In the middle is an aisle with a raised square slate. There are several pots of plum blossoms on each side of the aisle, and the branches are covered with snow, turning white and beautiful as Yushu.

Bajin's home

The toad beach after the snow has become a vast world. In the morning, thick snow blocked all the farmyards. The farmers are busy cleaning the snow in their yard and in front of the door. From the outside, the residents in the rice fields seem to have died under the heavy snow. Only all the farm dogs ran out, running in the wild, chasing each other, fighting and rolling in the snow. Guanqu, Fanshen Canal, Tuanjie Canal and Zaolong Canal are steaming like Tanghe River, and the black water is surging in the snow.

After breakfast, after a lively snow-sweeping activity, the traffic between the crop yard and the crop yard was quickly restored, and the exchanges between farmers were also restored. People become extremely active and life becomes extremely active. Everyone feels happy that he can't stay indoors after the snow. "A Leng Xue, next year's wheat is delicious" is not the only reason.

Liu Qing's entrepreneurial history

snow melt

The blue sky is like an ocean, and the gorgeous sunshine shines on all kinds of snow-covered objects. Everything is shining like silver, dazzling. After a while, the snow on the roof began to melt, and the snow water dripped down the icicles on the thatched eaves, and the water droplets slammed on the ground under the eaves, and the frozen soil was gradually washed away and expanded. The sparrow on the right, staring at the small round eyes and the cracks in the green icicles, swished out of the nest under the eaves, stepped on the bricks at both ends of the roof, shouted a few times, looked at the people, spread its wings, pecked the feathers under its belly with its mouth, and soon flew away screaming. As a result, several small white feathers fell off.

Feng Deying's "Kucaihua"

When spring comes, people will feel this way when they walk on the grassland. The sun is shining in the sky. Surrounded by pure purple snow. But under the snow, there is an invisible and magnificent work-the work of liberating the earth. Sunlight gradually melts the snow, permeates water from below, and soaks the snow on the ground. A foggy night-the next morning, the thin ice will sink with the creak and rumble, green mountains and rivers will appear on the road and in the rut, and melted snow will splash in all directions from under the horseshoe. The weather is very warm. The hills of sandy soil are melting, and the fields of mud and rotten grass give off the initial smell. In the middle of the night, many ravines roared violently, the cliffs covered with falling snow roared, and the bare fields as black as velvet gave off sweet heat. At dusk, the river on the grassland buzzes, breaking the hard ice on the river, and the tidal river quickly washes away the hard ice like a mother's swollen breast; The sudden end of winter surprised a man. He stood on the sand embankment, looked for a shallow place with his eyes, and whipped out a sweaty horse with his ears trembling. However, the surrounding snow is unconsciously and irresponsibly flashing blue light, and it is still a dull and white winter. ...

(Russia) sholokhov's "Silent Don River" Rain is like thousands of magic fingers; It seems that there are thousands of strings playing ever-changing sounds.

The spring rain is soft, the summer rain is rough, the autumn rain is desolate and the winter rain is cold; Due to the change of seasons, my mood is different. However, the color of rain is as beautiful as the sound of rain.

There are many excellent works describing rain in picture music and poetry. Line color and musical melody are ethereal and transparent.

The thin rain flower, like a floating fog, is white, kissing people's faces lightly and feeling itchy slightly; And gently wet the clothes. Umbrellas, like sails, float and sink in the misty rain; Also like big wings, the southeast and northwest are boundless, drifting around because of the wind.

Silent rain, silence is better than sound; Funny rain really makes people happy. You can wander outdoors without wearing a raincoat. Rain, like honey and wine, moistens your soul.

-This strange rain, this strange rain, is like a dream.

I remember the apricot blossom and spring rain in Jiangnan. Raindrops hit the awning, and there was also the fragrance of pear flowers in the rain. I remember the summer rain in the West Lake, full of vitality, and the lotus leaves all over the lake were knocked to the ground. I remember the autumn rain in Tianmu Mountain. The fog was locked and all the trees rustled. The pines and cypresses that hold up the sky are washed away by the rain, which makes them look particularly vigorous. I remember the winter rain in Fuchun River, like crying, and the smoke from huts on both sides of the river was gloomy, like a colored pencil drawing.

It's a drizzly and breezy night, suitable for reading poetry and prose. On a stormy night, horror supernatural novels are desirable. Otherwise, it is a pleasure to invite a few confidants, make a few cups of strong tea, buy a bag of peanuts and light a candle. Wind and rain are more suitable for pregnant women, who often suffer from insomnia; A sound of wind and rain seems to leave people and whisper.

That summer, my friends and I sat in the Spring and Autumn Pavilion. At that time, the water chestnut was ripe. On Lianchi Beach, the villagers were driving boats and busy picking. The white clouds in the sky and the egrets on the water set each other off. A sudden shower, Malik Pentium; Banping Mountain suddenly disappeared, and only the dense rain hung a bead curtain on Lianchi. In the shower, the boats that collect water chestnuts are still rocking leisurely. People on the boat don't even wear hemp fiber.

There is not much rainfall in the south of Taiwan Province Province. Especially in Kaohsiung, the dust is all over the sky; The branches and leaves are covered with dust and green after a shower. Shoushan after the rain, enchanting overlooking the silent love; Silver scale water waves are also dyed green by green hills.

On the banks of the river, on the rows of cement columns, the porcelain covers of rows of street lamps are embedded between mountains and rivers like white jade balls, which vaguely shows the scenery of the West Lake.