I am a quiet girl. I don't like crazy, noisy and vigorous, just plain. I always think this is the most primitive taste of life. Over the years, my life has been spent in plain. In the eyes of ordinary people, my happiness may be dull, but I can taste happiness from these dullness. Usually I like listening to rain, especially autumn rain.
God, it's getting dark; Lights, also gradually dimmed. Outside the window, under the dim street lamp, several migrant workers are walking back with their tools on their backs. The night is deep and quiet. Outside the window, I don't know when it began to rain, pattering and tinkling. Unlike the softness of Yu Chunyu, the haste of summer rain and the lingering of winter rain, autumn rain has another style and charm.
In a warm and tidy hut, I leaned back on the bed, picked up a book and turned a few pages at will. Looking at the disturbing test paper on the bedside table, I don't want to find the best answer. I just want to touch the petals and soul of the rain quietly and enjoy the quiet atmosphere tonight.
In silence, time slipped away from me quietly, as if I was the only one left in this noisy world. Listening to the autumn rain outside the window, my heart seems to have been washed away by rain and become pure and transparent. I just feel far away from the noise of the city and the troubles of the world. I am more relaxed, more real and happier than usual.
In the autumn rain, the heavy door covered with dust in the past was finally opened, so my thoughts immediately surged up like a flood. Those happy and unhappy memories become dull because of repeated chewing. Everything in the past is no longer three-dimensional but flat. I began to ask myself: What do you want in life? What did I give up? What did I get? What have I lost? I used to be brilliant, but now I have nothing. I used to be excellent, but now I'm not. In this way, the burden on the shoulders is light and the pressure is small. Isn't it freer and happier? Sigh what? Complain about what? It's all over. I want to grasp the present, not the future, right?
I don't know when the rain stopped outside the window.
The next morning, a red sun rose in Ran Ran. Now that I think about it, everything last night was like a dream. After a heavy failure, I finally found my once happy self.
Since then, listening to the rain has become my habit, adding a fragrance to my dull study and life.
David Yu
At noon, it was sunny, cloudy and windless, and it was a slightly wet day.
It is common for the weather to turn from sunny to cloudy, but the rain that is about to fall on the ground today is somewhat unusual. Looking up at the sky, I can still think that it is going to be a spring rain.
The feeling of spring rain is a bit boring for me, because the annual spring rain will make my mood more lonely, but I have never tried the feeling of pacing in the rain; That kind of scene and heart will be extremely comfortable, and words will not play an embellishment role. What surprises me even more is that rain also has a different taste, giving people a sense of shock and lyricism. No wonder the flowers are so graceful in the spring rain that people really can't bear the pleasure it gives.
The rain clouds in Myanmar are too vast and gloomy, but at this time, the air is filled with joy and sadness, and there is a deep poetry that attacks people in a kind way and cannot control such a brand-new aesthetic feeling; It tastes more like a cup of tea. It will make you miss the old dreams and skip them from your mind scene by scene. Even if you let go of the vertical step in the rain, it is difficult to get rid of the details that cannot be ignored.
The bustling market suddenly seems to forget the excitement and become so silent that even the sound of running water is so thoughtful. Although my pace is slow, it is slow enough to set off the beauty of silence. For silent people, their psychological activities are much more active. Although the rain wet my coat, I think it's nothing, just like the sentence in a poem by Tao Yuanming: "Although the road is narrow and the grass is long, it's not enough to worry about it, but it doesn't violate my wish." Yes! Even if the scene before us is not poetic, the wishes are somewhat similar. Pearl-like rain drops on your body, and it will also knock out a lot of worries. Coupled with the different tastes of rain, people will have no regrets.
When I walked to my door, I suddenly heard a disturbing voice and turned to look at the source. It turned out to be the sound of red bricks falling on the ground by rain. At this moment, I am amazed that there is such a tune in the world, but I listen attentively and think it is a wonderful tune. Suddenly, it seems that everything in the world is still. Just listening to this melody is amazing, and great worries drift with the tide in an instant, and I want to open my eyes and look at the world again and return to reality; This time, pat your thigh with your hand. It was fun.
I am reluctant to go home, which is my attachment to this natural landscape. I dare not say the mystery, but talk about its beauty; The smell of that rainy day, how powerful it should be, impacts and washes our young mentality.
Q: What can be so hearty in life?
Answer: the smell of rain!