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Chapter 142 The World After the Rain

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    Chapter 142 "The World After the Rain"

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    In the summer of 2020, the flow is almost over with the sound of gurgling rain.  But too much rain is not a good thing. Compared with the severe floods in the south, the north is relatively peaceful.

    During that time, I paid close attention to the news reports on the flood situation every day, and I often reviewed information about doing a good job in "flood prevention work" on weekdays.  While silently typing, the sound of rain outside the window was intermittent, embellishing the moss-scarred step green, nourishing the fertile soil and mud and the heart that had gradually become accustomed to this was quietly immersed in the sound of the rain.  wet.

    The world after the rain is a piece of pearl and jade that has been washed and flooded, just like my heart that was drenched in the water, the dust was scattered and the first face was revealed.  The humidity still in the air permeated the courtyard and the outside.  Penetrating through the walls and infiltrating bricks and tiles, it injects a kind of coolness from nature into the long-drought building, dispels the sweltering heat of the scorching heat, and also creates a refreshing tranquility.  Occasionally, I will encounter the colorful Hongqiao after the rain, which spans the two ends of the invisible horizon, so I take a step to chase after the wind, but it is far away

    ? My heart is calm during a shower, probably because it has been thoroughly washed by the rain.  Because the summer rains are as violent as mountains and seas, they are always clean and neat like scraping bones, never dragging their feet.

    I still remember the rain in midsummer, which usually comes and goes quickly.  During the period, there was no shortage of violent winds, flying sand and rocks, and howling even coexisting with the setting sun in the sky!  Seeing that the sky has not changed at all, it pours water in an instant!  In an instant, the sky and the earth swayed with warm colored rain lines, accompanied by lightning and thunder, and wrote, outlined, or splashed this picture of summer rain like a dragon and snake flying away.

    The rain cloth melts, and the sound fades away; the sky turns bright, and the thick heat dissipates.

    The world after the rain is extraordinarily peaceful.  Even the sound of water splashed by the wheels passing the toll booth was scraped away from the scalding heat on the surface of the vehicle engine.  Xu Xuyuan went to the room, playing a pattering jingle water song, and the sound of four jumping, it was the puddle after the rain confessing the fresh world after the rain

    The most impressive thing is the "frogs everywhere in the grass pond" after the summer rain in Longxian County.  It may not be so obvious in the noisy and clear day, but there is a "concert" at night!  One after another, the sound of "croaking" flooded Zhouji, although the loudness was not so loud, it was sometimes annoying.  I even joked one time: "If it calls again, I will eat 'frog'!"

    But this summer and autumn have bid farewell one after another, the winter wind has blown down the bright purples and reds, and shaken away the shade of green trees.  But the winter sun at noon is still bright and dazzling.  But compared to the blazing sun in summer, there is always a longer distance that also seems to never get close.

    Every time I finished lunch in the cafeteria and hurried past the path between the dormitory building and the cafeteria, I would occasionally look up at the afternoon sun.  Sunlight penetrated into his eyes gently, and he couldn't help squinting slightly.  In a trance, I seem to see the sunny sun after the summer rain again, and I am also soaked in the wet breath after the rain like this; the heat is filtered away, the dryness is eliminated, and I lazily pass through a ball of cotton candy  Snow clouds, passing through the green branches, sifted down the golden mottled like diamonds

    Heh, even though the winter is dry, with little wind and rain.  But the heart, also in this clear daytime moment, silently falls on the sleeping branch, peaceful and peaceful.  Waiting for the coming spring in the lotus steps of the years, meandering to the cycle of the four seasons in the new year, and looking forward to the reunion with the world after the rain.

    ?November 10, 2020 (remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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