The Rain in Borgangji

　　Boer Qiang Ji rarely rain, even if it is raining is accompanied by overcast clouds and the moment, the air is just moist, the ground has not felt, the rain has long gone. For some reason, it really rained last night in Bolqangji, which is a very rare thing, and it rained a little violently, although it was also accompanied by overcast clouds, the evening sunset disappeared in a cloudy and colorful haze, destined to happen something, perhaps that is the fusion of poetry and distant places. Soon after nightfall, the wind outside the window became louder and louder, followed by the sound of thunderbolt, you can hear the sound of rain hitting the roof, through the window glass, you can vaguely see the shadow of the rain, judging from the sound and movement, the rain has been very big, completely breaking the record of Boqangji not raining.

　　I didn't really witness it when it didn't rain in Bolqangji, but only heard from people who experienced it. Tonight, the rain in Bolqangji has more or less changed the previous definite conclusion. In a place where it rarely rains, suddenly there is such a big night rain, curiosity makes people impulsive, only through the window glass feel already can not meet the idea at that time, simply open the door and walk out, a cold wind immediately surrounded by, outside the rain actually did not use so big, in the house to hear so loud sound is the rain was blown down on the roof of the wind issued, through the bright light of the window, you can vaguely see that the rain is indeed rolled down by the wind, the rain has Completely wet the roof and ground in the wind, forming countless diagonal lines between the sky and the ground, in the moment of opening the door, the light was reflected by the rain line to the house, although only a brief flash, but left a beautiful moment.

　　Already distracted by the rain, simply put on clothes and go out, into the rain, to experience the rain in Borgangji, the wind is smaller than just now, perhaps the rain is convinced, in fact, the rain is not as big as heard. No umbrella, let the rain drops on the head, body, face, wet, moist, slippery, the sound of the wind blowing off the raindrops accompanied by the sound of footsteps touching the rain, Boqiangji rain cool, gentle like water in the night, soft, like a shy little girl walking haughtily on the uninhabited path. I hope that the rain will continue to fall, so that the whole mountain and wilderness of Bolqangji will be wet, so that everything in Bolqangji will be washed clean, and so that the wind in Bolqangji will be given a beautiful bath.

　　When did the rain stop, I don't know, the next day out, the rain cleared, the sun still hanging high in the blue sky, as if nothing had happened. From the square, the gate woof down the rain can be seen, the rain can be, leaving a certain trail, enough to prove that Boerqangji is rain, perhaps the past rain also fell at night, and so people are asleep, the rain quietly, because the rain is not big, did not leave any trace, the next day everything as usual, people thought that there was no rain. The mountains after the rain, the wilderness after the rain, the Bolqangji after the rain greet you with vigor.

　　The rain in Bolqangji shows itself with unique charm and becomes the bottom of poems and faraway places!