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[Let's listen to her clouds] night rain essay

author:Jiuquan Expressway in Gansu Province
[Let's listen to her clouds] night rain essay

Late at night, there are few vehicles, and the driveway is exceptionally quiet. Suddenly, a noisy sound of "crackling...", I couldn't help but stop the pen in my hand, raised my eyes and looked out of the ticket booth, it was raining, the first rain of the year, came quickly and quickly, the cold wind wrapped in the rain, through the window cracks in, cold, tidal, and even salty.

[Let's listen to her clouds] night rain essay

Jiayuguan is a city with little rain, and at such a moment, it is easy to remind people of the past. It is the apricot blossoms that drift all over the ground with the wind and rain when the spring flowers are blooming, the wheat that is tilted by the torrential rain when the summer harvest is busy, and the muddy road that is deep and shallow when going to school in autumn. The rain in my memory seems to be in a hurry and unbearable. The sound of the rain crashing pulled me back to reality, the rain outside the window gradually became lighter, everything in the distance in the rain was so hazy, and the driveway was full of mottled wet marks, shining in the reflection of the lights. The drizzling rain is different from the intensity of the thunder of the clay kettle, but it is more nostalgic, as if you can precipitate everything in this rain. I think I like this kind of rainy night, with light sorrow and dripping poetry, without the hustle and bustle of the day, more calm mood and wonderful scenery.

The sky was slightly bright, the rain had stopped, and the fresh and slightly cool air came to the face, taking away the fatigue of the whole night, and I got down the driveway and came out into the yard, where the fragrance of the soil and the green shoots of the small vegetable garden seemed extraordinarily pure. After being in the cage for a long time, you can return to nature. The foul air of this time has disappeared at this time, and I stand quietly and take a deep breath, bringing a feeling of "clear heart and wonderful fragrance". I can't help but sigh that a free life should have more such tranquility and comfort.

Contributed by Feng Xiamin (Jiayuguan Toll Station)

Edited by Han Na

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[Let's listen to her clouds] night rain essay