Xi' an Deyu

Just one week after Tanabata, it is summer. Entering summer, also known as "going out in summer", is the first 14 solar term among the 24 solar terms, which means "the summer heat is fading away and the coolness is getting longer". At this time, Xi 'an's rain began to fall. First, it cooled like a gentle slope for a while, and then in early September, it suddenly accelerated. One thousand years later, the continuous autumn rain seemed to have an appointment and came with great strides.

The rain in Xi 'an is even more unruly in the community. If the rain has become polite and timid in the neighborhood and school, it has started to play wildly in the streets and main roads like a teenager who has been suppressed for too long. Sitting on the bus that passed Weiyang Street, the green new energy vehicle was too quiet, but the "snapping" sound of the violent storm slamming on the front glass of the car drowned out the noise and the stop announcement for a while, and the wipers quickly went up and down, feeling that the rain was cut off in the middle, and then they gathered together and raged, running away and unyielding, like a group of brave soldiers. I sat by the window, watching the raindrops flying outside the window, and drew a series of oblique waterways on the window glass, with angles of 40 degrees, 50 degrees, 60 degrees, and some even caught up with 90 degrees right angles. Their routes are scattered and their strength is weak. Perhaps a gust of wind will blow them into water droplets and dissipate them in the air, but these rushing rainwater are doing their best to complete extraordinary work in the same direction again and again.

From Chanba all the way to the administrative center, the rain has never stopped. At Fengcheng No.8 Road, I saw another face of the rain. Gentle face. The streets are lined with towering buildings. The green belts on both sides are lush and the crown is huge. Rain falls from space, collides with the external wall of the building, touches the tall canopy, and falls on pedestrians and roads, with negligible intensity. If you are no longer in awe of the majesty of the municipal government, Rain is falling all will be completely ignorant, and you will no longer dare to swagger and publicize unscrupulously. So some people say that rain also has emotional intelligence and IQ, I don't believe it. After all, no one wants to argue with a drop of rain or a group of raindrops, otherwise it will be accused of being a "drowned rat".

Various forms of nature are always presented through their incarnations in the world. The rain in Xi 'an is not as soft, wet, cold and long as the rain in the south, nor as severe as the rain in the north. It seems to know the golden mean, or he has exhausted most of his strength when he came from Qinling, or there are not many clouds coming from Mongolia, or it is just early autumn, for fear of disturbing the residents of the ancient city too much. After all, there are still a few days before the Mid-Autumn Festival, so be sure to leave some time to buy autumn clothes.

When I used to work in Xi 'an, I didn't know much about the rain in Xi 'an. Because I am worried that the heavy rain will affect my study and training, or I don't like to wear thick raincoats (there is little chance to open an umbrella for work reasons), I always feel a little complaining every time it rains. Of course there are exceptions. A sleepy weekend, the quilt was covered and the bed was still warm. The rain at that time was excellent, in line with all the fantasies of a lazy man. At that time, whenever the drizzle came, the Mount Li behind it was always foggy, with unclear levels and hazy vision, and the melancholy in my heart crept up quietly, which made people feel decadent for a while. Now that I think about it, I can't control my emotions in rainy weather. The rain in Mount Li sometimes lives in the subconscious.

Shaanxi belongs to the northwest, and it was unclear to me for a while. Now I think it may belong to the Central Plains. After all, the origin of the earth is not far north of Xi 'an, and ancient Chang 'an has been the hinterland of China since ancient times. After leaving for a year, I returned to Xi 'an. I stayed this time, but when I thought about Xi 'an carefully, the rain met unexpectedly.

If you want to know the rain in Xi 'an, you must settle down in Xi 'an. Maybe in a few days, another rain in Xi 'an will come to pick you up specially. If not, it would be great to meet the ancient city.