Jiang's Story

Late at night, the autumn rain hums an eye catcher, and everything goes to sleep.

Just me, like "everyone is drunk, but I am awake alone", leans against the window and listens to the patter.

There is no drowsiness, no poetic meaning, and no feeling of galloping like a horse.

So, he looked at the rain, listened to the rain, and felt the continuous autumn rain mixed with the autumn wind.

In the past, rain started to fall from Pangu.

The moon night is drenched into the sea and my heart into a boat.

Therefore, there is a leaf of the boat carrying a blind soul wandering around, and a solitary lamp shines on us to travel between the rain curtain of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Isn't that the "Heavenly Street Drizzle" with a "crisp hole"? It breeds a school of "remote viewing" and "grass color" that are "near but not".

Where there is grass color, there is spring. Where there is spring, there is beginning and hope. Victory goes hand in hand.

However, the spring has gone, and the trees are luxuriant.

I have no plantains outside my window, and may never be able to taste the classical charm of "rain hits plantains", which may be my regret.

But who can live without regret? It is the so-called "no man is perfect".

It is Zhuge Liang's regret that he died before he left the school. It is Li Yu's regret that "the carved railings and jade bricks should still be there, but only the patterns of bright colors". It is Du Mu's regret that "green leaves make shade on all branches".

However, when Old Du felt sorry, he could travel in the mountains and end his wine. But when he met a shepherd boy pointing at the Apricot Blossom Village, I could only lean on the window to listen to the rain.

Hiding in the rough room, I am worried about the delicate mind.

Think about mountains, think about the sea, think about how the rising sun shines on me.

Suddenly, a voice close at hand burst into my ears. "Tick, tick..." It was regular, rhythmic, and emotional. Was it really the wave light of the dawn sun, breaking through the darkness, and making a visit? Well, I would like to thank this creature for coming to my ears. Maybe I will buy a glass of wine and drink it with Juju

Thinking of it, I was ambitious, took up the porcelain cup and drank it all in one gulp - green tea, listening attentively to the song of rain.

It brings the soft tranquility, which makes people feel safe and forget their troubles and pains.

Unfortunately, I am not Li Bai, Qingzhao, Zhu Ziqing or Beethoven, so I can not get the immersive feeling.

In this way, let's listen to the lingering tenderness bestowed on the earth by the sky and describe it by ourselves.

The night rain is a silent but rhythmic song, which comes slowly with the wind and moistens the heart.

The good ding dong sound is a natural spirit, floating in the boundless, dancing with the soul, and dancing on the sea.

The rain in spring is the beauty of "moistening things silently";

The rain in summer is the drive of "clouds roll and ink cover the mountains";

The autumn rain is the charm of "the autumn water is always in the same color"

The rain in winter night is the driving force for "Don't cry in a foreign land";

Listening to such a song of rain is like enjoying the sunset outside the sky.

Believe that you are a note in that song, playing a fascinating legend; It is a string of melodies in a good song, singing the beauty of nature; It is the content of that song, and it is the feeling of eternal happy life

There are many beautiful things in the world. Once you have them, you will have less and less pain.

Therefore, please put down the complexity of the world and experience the world of a song of rain - a gentle, emotional and exciting music world.

Like the blue Danube River, it is complex, colorful and simple - three steps make a circle.

Listen to the rain, relax, and believe that life will be better tomorrow.