I was in a northern city, waiting for a sunny day.
Today's season is hazy and hazy. I circled the heaven and earth with both hands, which is the fog lock mountain lock mountain lock fog. Poetic season, the world of painting, and me, standing outside.
I remember that I used to love rainy days. There is a kind of coolness brought by the wind, which can give the mind a place of peace of mind. Poetic life is much better than looking at poetic paintings. Unconsciously, the pen is already green, and raising your eyes is windy.
Some people say that a heavy rain is the completion of youth. I have been drenched in countless heavy rains, and I have forged the old age I am today. Looking back, those sweet and sour are not worth a night rain.
Later, I began to forget that I liked the rain, forgot to blow a sleeve of cold wind when it rained, and forgot to pinch a piece of paper and flowers when the rain fell. Occasionally, I would watch it shatter, sink into the dirt, and remain indifferent. I shook off the warmth pearl from the water lily and put it back into the river. I can also be very relieved, you or me, just wave.
I don't know when, the rain that fell was not pure and immaculate, it seemed, mixed with a hint of instinctive disgust that had been hidden in my heart for a long time. I began, consciously dodging the rain, from every drop of rain that ran towards me. Even the kid holding the leaf's hand, I kick it where it needs to go. This is fate. And I, starting to hate the rain, hate the rainy days.
Time is endless, and the years go by. In the flow of years, ink can only be used in wine.
Maybe it's numbness, or anticipation, resistance to rain
Finally, it is not so profound anymore. Unintentionally, I learned that rain is the tear of the sky to the extreme. At this time. I finally know that this is life, this is your life, and this is my life.
No matter how far the road is, you can only go so far. Because you like rainy days, you can fall asleep and dream and forget, but I don't like anything, because I bury all the memories.