When I was a child, I liked the rain. When it rains, I like to step on the rain in the yard. I learned to play with my friends and ducklings in the rain. I often step on the dripping pool with my feet and laugh like broken beads with the spray. Even if my clothes and pants are wet, it is a kind of happiness. In addition to playing with water when it rains, we will also move old bricks from the back of the house and put a brick every half a meter in the water in the yard to form a winding brick road. We call it a "water bridge", and you won't show off your wet shoes when you walk on it. Later, when I was at school, whenever it rained, I always liked to lie quietly on the bamboo chair and listen to the sound of rain, especially when the rain fell on the black tiles on the roof, which would tinkle, just like the rain god knocking on the small drum overhead, with a high and low voice, sometimes dramatic and sometimes melodious.
When it rains heavily, the waterline at the eaves is no longer vertical, but a water column is ejected from time to time in the surge, making a sound, which is very pleasant to listen to. After a long time, the water running on the ground will form a stream, flowing from high to low like a stream, and it will become a hazy rain curtain in the distance. Watching it, you will gradually get intoxicated, and feel that your body and mind are like a raindrop flying in the air, and you have become good friends with Yuer. After a long rain, the water on the ground in the yard will slowly overflow, and the breeze will drip out in waves. Sometimes, on the muddy water, there will be a tinkling sound. Those splashing water, some like sparkling nails, some like bubbles, will flow with the stream to the waterway at the entrance of the village. At this time, I will naturally recite the agricultural proverb that my mother once taught me: "I sing when it rains, and it never stops raining when it rains." As soon as the rain falls, it will be fine tomorrow. "This agricultural proverb is really interesting. It is the experience accumulated by the villagers, as accurate as today's weather forecast.
It's interesting to watch the rain at the door. When the falling rain slowly gathers in the yard in front of the house, many small puddles will be formed. If the water can't hold back, it will flow. Earthworms drill holes in the soil in many places. They climbed together, climbed to the high mound, and then got into the soil. Some clever little ants hide on the leaves that fall on the water, as if sitting in a boat, wandering around in a small pond from time to time, full of interest.
I like to hold a small umbrella in the rain and go to the bamboo garden behind my house to see how birds live in the rain. The rain drops fell on the bamboo leaves and made a "brushing" sound. Glittering beads rolled around on the green leaves and suddenly fell to the ground, followed by the sound of "swish" and "rustling". Most people who live in bamboo forests are resident birds, such as Chinese Pulsatilla and oriole. They nest where bamboo branches cross. In the rain, birds living in the nest will stick out their heads and open their mouths at any time to receive the raindrops they want. Maybe their stomachs are too hungry and they will make yearning cries. At this time, the old birds will fly out of the nest, flapping their wings in a few screams regardless of the rain, looking for favorite food for the birds and children. They will shuttle back and forth and perform scenes of parent-child love. Watching the rain in the bamboo forest is so unique. That scene is still deeply imprinted in my mind, seeping into my heart and blending into my soul. I have never forgotten it for years. The rain in the four seasons in my hometown hides a soft and lingering feeling for nature in my bones. As long as you look at it with appreciation, you will see their persistence and persistence, as well as their charming charm around you.
The spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River is sparse. They fall from acacia trees with a slight easterly wind, rise slowly along the banks of weeping willows like smoke, and snuggle up to each other on the lush beach, full of poetry and painting. The spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River is very harmonious, unlike summer showers. Not as unrestrained as autumn rain; Not as cold and dignified as winter rain. "Spring rain is as expensive as oil, and you can't buy it for a thousand dollars." The spring rain in March is like the milk of a new wife. It is thin and dense. It climbs over mountains and rivers with gentle spring breeze. They wander around, quietly nourishing the newly awakened earth. So trees, flowers and crops began to stick out from the green. They spread out one by one and began to grow higher and higher ... The spring rain in March was affectionate, and they wrapped crops and trees. Wherever they go, they will silently and selflessly moisten everything with love, give birth to new buds and flowers planted by farmers at the village entrance. The spring rain in March wet farmers' foreheads and illuminated farmers'' shoulder poles'' carrying spring seeds and fertilizer sources. ...
Where the spring rain touched, even the grass in the crevices was infused with courage. They had green heads, willows sprouted and winter jasmine had yellow buds. Magnolia sticks out the silver bud, and there are peach blossoms and azaleas beside the old house. She looks like a shy girl with a delicate face. ...
In the spring rain, I also like to put on a pair of rain boots and go for a walk in the country. There are shallow green wheat fields on the roadside and Metasequoia glyptostroboides with makeup spots in the countryside; There is a small river by the roadside, the lotus pond in the country is full of vitality, and the tender yellow lotus buds are exposed to the water; And He Ling's buds and leaves, swaying in the water, will soon emerge with red stems. Walking in this drizzle, you can get rid of your confusion and feel carefree ... On the road in the rain, pedestrians are wearing colorful umbrellas and raincoats, which look like flowers in full bloom at close range and a colorful dragon bathed in the rain at a distance. Walking on a country road, singing a song "Walking on a country road", enjoying the scenery in the rain at the entrance of the village and by the river, letting the footsteps of dreams awaken the fragrance of spring, embracing the gentle spring rain, feeling the charming breath of spring and being comfortable in the rain.
At night, the spring rain falls into the dream silently, and the beauty is still raging. Perhaps because of the silence, the sound of spring rain at night seems to be louder. The sound is often like the murmur of a stream and the rustling of fine sand. Open the window, press the buttons of three battery flashlights, and let lightning sweep away the rainy sea in the dark night. The flashlight will outline a round and bright aperture, twinkling, and you can see the clear rain flowing in an orderly way, and there will be a slight flute like a shepherd boy coming home late. Listening to the rain on such a poetic spring night is naturally the most beautiful enjoyment.
The rain in summer is influenced by the changeable weather in summer. Suddenly, the sunny weather was covered by a dark cloud and was immediately covered by a blame button. There is a strong wind, and then it will rain cats and dogs. Summer rain is naturally impatient, and they come and go quickly. When a rainbow crosses the sky, cicadas on the tree will sing everywhere, and the heat will suddenly drop. After the rain, the weather will soon be fine, the air will become fresh, and the trees and crops will be green and refreshing. It seems that there are countless pairs of eyes peeping into the world, and that refreshing consciousness will soon be deeply rooted in people's hearts. Sometimes, when the sun is shining, a sudden rain will fall from the sky, which often makes people who are working in the farmland unprepared. When you find a raincoat from the ground, or pick a lotus leaf from the water's edge to cover your head, or find a corner to shelter from the rain, the sky has cleared up for a while, and white clouds are already floating in the blue sky. This is what old people in rural areas call sun rain. Only a few ridges or just rain on the back of the old cow.
Summer rain is the characteristic of rain all year round. I like to be free, where it rains, how heavy it rains and when it rains. When they are soft, they are like spring rain. When the weather is warm, it is like autumn rain lingering; When I am dignified, I like winter rain and juggling. With the sound of "scratching" ... summer showers are like this. People who have no time to take shelter from the rain will get wet by their hair or clothes if they are not careful ... If you are in a rural town, you will see shops and eaves on the street crowded with men and women taking shelter from the rain. They wiped the rain on their faces and bodies, tidied up their messy wet hair and kept talking. Some people scold this damn ghost for its changeable weather, and some people constantly comfort their partners not to be afraid of lightning in the sky ... The rain has weakened, and men and women standing under the eaves have flocked to the streets, so the streets are lively again. After the rain, the streets are washed clean, and there is a damp smell in the air, which can give people a fresh and cool feeling. Occasionally, the rain floats on the face with the wind, just like lovers' gentle hands caressing them gently. People enjoy the fresh air after the rain, and their faces are filled with happiness.
Xia Yu is sometimes like "drumming" percussion and cello concerto, which seems to be played in a hurry; When it rains heavily in summer, the sound of rain is in my ears and the vast sea of rain is in front of me. If you are unlucky and get caught in the rain, you will get wet under the eaves. Whenever farmers' eaves tiles drip in summer rain for more than a while, the rain will wash the gutters clean. If there is no polluted natural rain, the country people use water storage tanks to store it, which can be used for cooking. At that time, we often stood under the eaves and bathed, and we couldn't help kissing the rain comfortably.
When it rains heavily in summer, the venue will be full of unusual scenery. The splash splashed by raindrops as big as beans, sometimes as big as white peony flowers, is competing to bloom in the rain; Some raindrops have turned into white wild roses, and the brilliant flowers are very beautiful. Xia Yu seems to have set a goal and should take turns to compete for it. Sometimes, walking on the edge of the Woods and listening to the rain is like a couple in love talking to each other, still wanting more. Xia Yu, sometimes like the shy face of a newly married wife, likes to hide. They landed on the green grass leaves on the roadside, wetting the fields with crystal dew and nourishing the green crops.
It rains in summer, sometimes accompanied by strong winds and thunder. Before that, you will see the dense dragonflies flying lower and lower overhead. How did these little creatures come from? Some people say that it is the evolution of scorpions on dragons, which is a sign of thunderstorms. They were afraid that their wings would get wet by the heavy rain, so together with the cicada in the tree, they became excited for a while and began to disappear gradually. When it thunders in the distance, a match-rope-like lightning will jump out of the dark sky, and then heavy rain will come. At this time, groups of dragonflies have already disappeared. Rain came from a distance, and the old trees by the river tore at the wind and rain fearlessly. They hold up wicker like dancing masters with twisted waist on the stage, which makes people daydream infinitely.
The rain in summer always gives the sultry people a hearty pleasure. There are crucian carp and snakehead in the river when the water on the rural roadside rushes to the ditch of farmland. They want to enjoy family happiness in the ditch on the shore, but they are wrong. They accidentally became the captives in our net and became the delicacies on the villagers' table.
In dog days, rain is also called golden rain by villagers, which can be compared with spring rain. Withered young crops, after giving alms after rain, will be more upright, glow with infinite vitality and give people a kind of green hope. So I often think that we should not complain about the sudden rain in summer, because all living things can thrive only after being baptized by wind and rain, so it is not only plants that can accept the challenge of wind and rain smartly.
Autumn rain is a rich pen in the painter's hand, rippling out the richness and lightness of a rich world. Caught in the autumn wind, it floats like a beating note on the piano, and sometimes it is like the sound of nature, which makes people intoxicated and unwilling to leave. Autumn morning rain, sometimes very quiet, it shed scenes after scenes of misty rain, so that you can't hear any sound. Looking back, I often get wet all over the floor Autumn rain, sometimes very nonstop, can also be intermittently underground during the day, called continuous autumn rain. Autumn rain is sometimes charming. It is sprinkled on ripe ears of rice and cotton as white as silver, ripe grapes and pears, and late-maturing sweet watermelons. ...
Autumn rain falls from the gray sky, injecting new vitality into the dry land. Tick-tock, with cheerful, fresh and lively vitality, softens the mood, makes people walk out of the lonely territory and feel the warmest moment brought by nature. Standing in the unpredictable autumn rain, quietly listening and smelling, you can feel that the autumn rain is full of the agility and beauty of nature.
Autumn rain, like summer rain, sometimes comes impatiently and is not so gentle when it strikes. Thunderstorms in summer are often spoofed by tornadoes, pulling up trees and taking away crops, causing losses to farmland and villages; Autumn rain mixed with fierce typhoon, followed by thunderstorm character, made the same mistake. The typhoon got caught in the rain and wanted to dress up as a drummer or musician, but when we uncovered the painting to see the truth, it turned out to be pickpockets hiding in the window lattice, and the "crackling" rain was unpopular.
In winter, it is cold, and the cold wind blows from the northeast with the winter rain. There are big and small rains in winter, heavy rains, continuous drizzle and even endless drizzle.
The rain in winter is actually very distinctive, with a chill that can penetrate into every drop of rain. Holding an umbrella, you can keep rain and moisture out of the umbrella and leave it behind, stirring up cheerful notes all the way. Rain drops on the colorful umbrellas of pedestrians, stirring up crystal-clear and cold spray, and thousands of spray are scattered, constantly merging and colliding with each other, forming a misty mist that permeates the countryside. Rain falls on the fields, which can fill the sleeping fields and give birth to new life in the coming spring. In fact, it doesn't rain very often in winter. Winter rain is short and long. The rain in winter is very cold, sometimes even cold to the bone.
Winter rain, slowly falling to the ground, can be like a drop of spring rain, but once the rain stops, the place where the rain flows will be frozen into ice, like the broken glass covering the ground, and there will be a knocking sound when you step on it with your feet. When the winter rain falls on the eaves of farmers, it will merge into crystal ice ridges in the cold. Each eave is more than a foot long and neatly hung in a row. It was not until noon that the sun shone that the ice ridge began to melt, and then began to turn into water droplets and fell to the ground rhythmically. Naughty children in the village always use bamboo poles to knock off the ice edge as a "weapon", which will melt in their hands, but bold naughty eggs will swear to bite the ice edge with their teeth. Oh, the place where it rains in winter is the place where rural children play, especially on sleet days. Looking up at the sky, I saw snowflakes flying like butterflies, and everyone was running in the yard to pick up the snow. However, in the middle of the rain and snow, the snowflake was wet by the rain as soon as it landed. All I saw was the water dripping all the way ... with endless disappointment.
Winter rain will be accompanied by beautiful plum blossoms. Plum blossoms are wet by rain and seem to be solidified by wax after freezing, adding a touch of beautiful color to the cold winter. Looking closely at plum blossoms, it is wrapped in a kind of awe-inspiring and connotative gorgeous beauty. Winter rain also has a special ability, which can wrap all the pests that get into the soil for the winter and freeze to death. Therefore, although Dong Yu is a cold sister, she is gorgeous in her bones and a special messenger in winter.
In the long history, in the impression of all the year round, Rain played hide-and-seek games with us almost every month. From spring to winter, they are from morning till night, from night to day, sometimes for a few days, sometimes only for a few minutes. The change of seasons always brings them into their own scenery. Therefore, I think the rain in four seasons has its own characteristics. They must be gentle and smooth without the interference of the wind. The rain in the four seasons inherits the inspiration given to them by nature, deduces all kinds of beautiful dreams, and approaches us with great pride, bringing more excitement to the human world. ...
Counting the journey of my life, I have not only been exposed to rain in the countryside, but also embraced it in towns and cities. Walking in the rain lane in Zhouzhuang and Tongli, watching the elves flowing in the drizzle and feeling the warmth brought by the rain lane; Walking along the Huangpu River and the Yangtze River estuary, feeling the harmony of rain in the waves; Walking on Nanjing Road, a famous long street in China, I felt the hospitality of the rain; Walking in the rain on a passenger ship in the sea, I feel the sound of the waves is still the same. I like to meet the rain in those four seasons. Feel the warmth and fun of rain. ...
Ah! The rain in the four seasons is naughty, but I want to keep it, but it is difficult to catch it. They often float down from the umbrella overhead, slide over the roof and disappear at the end of the four seasons. Standing on the balcony of a villa in a country or city, watching the rain, every time I look at the rain curtain in the distance, I often have an epiphany. The world of rain is full of many mysteries.
I like rain, I like to touch the rain of the four seasons, touch the beautiful season with good weather and enjoy the unique and beautiful scenery created by the touch of the rain of the four seasons!