Listening to the Rain in Beautiful Words

I went to work in the morning, the road was wet and clean, and it rained again last night. Take a deep breath into the air. Spring rain really like a shy girl, quietly come and go. Even if I bump into you suddenly, I won't be embarrassed. The tenderness of spring rain is not as impatient as summer rain and autumn rain, nor as cold as winter rain, which is irresistible.

On rainy days, I sometimes walk in the rain with an umbrella. I regard myself as a plant, and the spring rain makes me refreshed. Sometimes, should people learn from plants? Like a willow, bone is seen in softness; Just like ginkgo and buttonwood, they live up to their beauty and mission. Among the few plants I know, there are many advantages of trees that are worth learning all my life. No matter how bad the environment is, they only need a spring rain to moisten them, and they can start all over again.

After a night of spring rain, the world became clear and everything sprouted. In the community, the flowers that have been moistened by rain all night are more delicate and charming; The young leaves of many plants, including the grass tips just broken by the roadside, are condensed with a layer of bright green light, which is full of vitality and makes people see clearly. Spring rain is simply a catalyst for spring.

Wei Zhuang, a Tang Dynasty, described the spring rain like this: "If the spring rain is enough, it will dye the new stream green." Every time I read the word "new", it means something else. The beauty of spring lies in novelty. Many "new" things in the world are better than "old": the first cry of a newborn baby; Desperately arch out the grass of the soil; A bud with budding branches; Under the eaves, a swallow's first chirp broke the eggshell. All the new things in this world have a hopeful background, revealing the temperature and cleanliness of this world, which makes people feel shocked and full of tenderness.

When my mother was alive, she formed the habit of listening to the weather forecast for many years. The arrival of the first spring rain every year can make her happy like a child. "Spring rain is three points, and there is no shortage of rice after autumn." This is my mother's mantra. My mother, a kind of crop, is still full of dedication to the evolution of the 24 solar terms, even though she has left the countryside for many years. The longing for the spring rain is still full of love.

Influenced by my mother, I like to observe the growth of plants in the spring rain since I was a child. In middle age, people have another hobby-listening to the rain by the window. The spring rain is falling, just like the second hand in a wall clock walking slowly, calmly and quietly, which makes people feel particularly peaceful. Sometimes I listen, listen and hear a voice from the bottom of my heart, which seems to be dyed green by the spring rain.

Through the hazy rain curtain, the peach blossom, pear blossom and magnolia in the community all grow emerald-like tender leaves. Rape flowers all over the mountain, begonia, azaleas and gardenias all over the garden are in full bloom or in full bloom. Spring rain is still one after another; Flowers in spring, majestic, one after another. They made an appointment to dress up spring as a world of flowers.

At night, if the rain has not stopped, it is a pleasant thing. Make yourself a cup of green tea, which is especially suitable for a clean background in rainy days. Tea is fragrant, and I continue to listen to the sound of rain beating on the windowsill, rustling, rustling. Sometimes the sound of rain is mixed with a lullaby that a mother hummed to a baby in her arms not far away, and only the whole person froze. Of course, reading and writing in rainy days is also an excellent thing. In the sound of rain, the heart is particularly easy to sink into the world of books, travel through ancient and modern times, and share joys and sorrows with the characters in the book. If you really don't want to do anything, just listen to the rain quietly, as long as you are calm, you can hear countless beautiful melodies.

On spring nights, I often sleep with the window half open. The dense water vapor, accompanied by the fragrance of flowers, greatly improved my sleep quality. For me, who is still worried about insomnia in winter, it is a godsend. It is strange that people have beautiful dreams at night as soon as they have a good sleep.

In the morning, I was awakened by the chirping of birds, and a brand-new world appeared before my eyes. After the spring rain, I feel that every day is new and worth loving and discovering.

(Author: Yulan People's Weekly No.8 202 1)