Being woken up by lightning in the early hours of the morning, followed by a torrential rain, has always been a fear I have hidden in my heart. Because I live on the top floor.
When we were children, we lived in a two-story tube building, the stairs leading to the second floor were solid wooden, and the entire second floor floor was also wooden, glowing red. There were a dozen or so living in the tube building, and we lived on the first floor. At that time, I was envious of my friends who lived upstairs.
As an adult, in order to dream of childhood, I did not hesitate to choose a two-story house with a skylight and a sloping roof. The greenery of the community is very good, under the eaves of the study, there is a bird's nest, and the birds are thriving.
How, because the house you live in, will also bring about the trouble of cutting and messing up.
Occasionally, in my spare time, I go for a walk in the greenway alone, which will attract birds flying in the trees. Occasionally, on a summer night when cicadas are chirping, a bat is attracted to hover around the roof.
When it rains, there will always be some troubles on the second floor caused by the rain, and today is no exception.
I once thought of building a garden on the terrace on the second floor, fantasizing about the romance of roses climbing all over the roof, but I gave up for fear of falling leaves blocking the sewer pipe of the gutter.
Do some friends like me, because the surrounding ecological environment is too good and bring about rain and bird infestations?