The green pond is full of clear waves
Spring colors pass through the rain
Spring rain And the rain is foggy
Ten million silver wires
Bring us the vitality of spring
Heaven and earth, the rain is gentle
Come and follow in Newsir's footsteps
Let's take a look at the beauty of the rain
PART 1
Waiting for the rain is the fate of the umbrella for a lifetime
Walk leisurely on the road, letting the light raindrops hit our flower umbrellas.
"Drain the drain..."
The pedestrians on the path with umbrellas converged into a colorful river that did not know where to go, and the breeze blew people's faces, and everyone's face was full of smiles, all admiring the gentle spring rain.
The wind chased the rain, the rain chased the wind, I couldn't wait to go into the rain to bathe in the breath of spring, the spring rain like smoke like fog, quietly nourishing the revived earth. Raindrops fell on me, hit the umbrella I was holding in my hand, showered my body, and moisturized my heart. Raindrops continue to gather, slide, extend and fall along the edge of the umbrella, and the scattered rainwater falls on the ground under the feet, adding a little life to the newborn earth.
PART 2
Good rain knows the season, when spring is happening
The spring rain is like cow hair, like a flower needle, like a filament, and it is lingering. As the saying goes, "spring rain is as expensive as oil", and spring rain is like dripping nectar, watering the earth and nourishing new vitality. Spring rain, silent and silent, like the tip of a needle, light as cattle hair, like smoke like fog.
Spring rain is different, different from the downpour of summer rain, different from the dullness of autumn rain, and more different from the cold of winter rain. Spring rain is full of life, through the spring rain, everything in the world is like a freehand painting, faint, misty, looming, full of the breath of spring.
Spring rain is like smoke and fog, sprinkling the long-dry and sleeping earth, bringing the power of revival to all things. Spring rain, dyed peach blossoms red, bleached willows, painted green mountain peaks, painted green seedlings. The spring rain, with the power of vitality, has released the emotions of the earth all winter. Spring rain comes at the right time, "moisturizing things silent", after the spring rain is moistened, spring is like a doll that has just landed, from head to toe is new, it grows, spring is bright, flowers are colorful, and the spring scenery is always bright and lovely.
PART 3
Rain is a musical picture, full of healing power
The lingering spring rains, constantly playing the ancient and simple country overture, nourish this beautiful world full of life and vitality. The sound of "crackling" and "snapping" is crisp and pleasant, as if a small band descending from the sky plays the music of spring for us.
The spring rain drifted densely and obliquely in the air, as if shrouded in a layer of mist, the fine spring rain was like the thread spun by the spring girl, the rain swirled on the roof and fell from the eaves, mother earth sucked the spring rain, the grass and flowers straightened their waists, and the spring rain brought joy to the earth. Rain sprinkled from the air to all corners, raindrops like crystal clear pearls, very beautiful, falling from the leaves of the eaves wall, like broken beads, and finally connected together, forming a column of crystalline water.
Sitting at the table, lifting his head and looking out the window, the sky washed by the spring rain was as blue and clear as the sea.
PART4
The rain has passed, but I am looking forward to the arrival of the next rain
The gentle rain was wrapped around the wheat, like an old friend who was reluctant to be separated. The rain melted itself into the wheat field, and there was the sound of cracking. The spring rain will contribute itself in exchange for the growth of all things and the harvest of farmers. Looking up inadvertently, it seems to be seen - picking a very faint rainbow, although it is not clear, but it is still faintly recognizable. But when I fixed my gaze, it was gone, disappearing without a trace. In the first clear sky, only a few white clouds drifted around....
After experiencing the harsh cold of winter, the earth is waiting for spring, spring symbolizes rebirth, symbolizes vitality and vitality, hazy and clear spring rain, brings us the vitality of spring, let us experience the vitality of spring. The spring rain is quietly falling, it quietly awakens the earth, quietly takes away the cold, it washes away the remnants of winter, awakens the sleeping earth. Rain, as if it were a thousand magic fingers, like a thousand strings, played a kaleidoscopic sound.
Rainy days are the poet's favorite, always bring people endless insights, rain is like a naughty elf, like to tease sensitive people, trigger people's deep feelings. The feeling of a rainy day is sometimes sweet, sometimes bitter, sometimes sour, and sometimes salty. Gazing at the rain, there was always an indescribable feeling, very familiar, and it felt very far away.
The water is bright and sunny
The mountains are full of rain and rain
Rain like fog Mist like rain
The wisps are constantly entangled
Spring wind and rain Drizzle like smoke
Often the vitality of spring is contained in it
Newsir should also say goodbye to everyone
The next period will not be seen at the same time
END
Manuscript 丨 Yang Xiaowen Wang Peng
Image 丨 Jiang Mingyuan Feng Xuele Yang Xiaowen Partly from the Internet
Typography 丨 Wang Junting
School Version 丨 Li Peng
Review 丨 Xu Yifan