Summer

Summer rain, sometimes, has northeast man bold, and as soon as violent underground; Sometimes, also has a girls missish, in mid-air Brewing, began to 1.1 drops slowly underground. Whenever summer rain comes, it will be accompanied by lightning and thunder. The rain was like grand performances one after another, with climaxes everywhere, echoing between the heaven and the Earth. I didn’t like the rain before. However, some of my closest friends had a special liking for the rain, or they were influenced by it, or they loved Wu Luwu House, and they had a lot of feelings for the rain without any reason, especially the summer rain, especially. The sky of this year is more lovely than that of previous years: If you look forward to it, it will be sunny, if you look forward to it, it will be cloudy, and if you look forward to it, it will rain? It starts to download. Just like in these two summer days, the sun is burning on the Earth, and the surrounding air is rolling with heat waves. Living in her mother’s house without air conditioner, turning on the old fan, no matter how hard it shook, it was still useless, and the hot air like a steamer was still there. Even the cicadas were extremely annoying. They shouted loudly on the tall tree pole, and felt at ease: why is it so difficult to have a nap? He was tossing and turning, looking out of the window, and the dark clouds in the northern sky came. Mother shouted loudly outside: ER Yazi came to help harvest corn. Then the lightning flashed, and Thunder came one after another. I got up and rushed out of the house like flying. My mother didn’t have much corn, which was just enough for a basket. I packed it and carried it to the room. A few drops of bean raindrops hit the rubble and snapped! The ground is ringing and the breeze is blowing. The fierce raindrops were chased by the wind, jumping in front of the steps and jumping out. There were still a few drops of rain hitting my face, which were tiny and warm, as refreshing as the lover’s kiss. The depressed mood in my heart suddenly cleared up and fell back to bed, gradually falling asleep. When I woke up, the rain had already stopped. Walking outside the house, a few rays of cool breeze blew towards the face. The world was clear and transparent, and the full green color was more lovely. Pepper trees, plum trees, silk, pumpkin vines are condensed with water drops, falling down rustling, don’t have a double meaning in my heart. The traffic coming and going on the road is still the same, but the dust closely following is not seen. Water stains can be seen in the low border of the terrace, shining on the clear blue sky. Yi! It seems that there is light and shadow floating. Look carefully, it is a rainbow impressively. Looking up to the sky in surprise, it was a rainbow as expected. The half-arch arc was hidden behind a dark cloud, which reflected the Green Mountain and made it interesting. Only when it rains in summer can there be rainbows! Sometimes the rain in summer comes and goes fast, just like just now. According to the old people, it is mostly because that bar (we old people here call rainbow as bar) is blocked, so it has that effect. The rain in summer is very good at playing tricks on people. Why? I have an old saying here: the rain in summer means that you can clearly see two fields next to each other. The upper field rains while the lower field does not fall down, this kind of scene is very common in summer, and sometimes you may think it is a bit like shooting in that movie, where is artificial rainfall! There was something wrong with me when I rode a motorcycle to the town that time. It was only a few kilometers away and there was no rain when I went out. At the beginning, the road here was dry. Halfway, the rain first dropped a few drops and then rode forward. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, like pouring water. I was so panic that I quickly set up my car and touched out the raincoat, put it on and continue on the road. I saw the rain tangled with the strong wind, rolling in front of my eyes. Plants on both sides of the road were falling one after another in the rain, dancing frequently in the wind with the rain. The raindrops of Douda rushed towards me and hit me on the face, just like I was punished by my mother for being naughty when I was a child. The thin cane in her hand was raised high, and finally fell on my body without any pain. I was wearing glasses, and soon, the front of the glasses was blurry to the town, but the rain gradually became smaller, and finally it was a sunny day. There is another time to bask in the rice, which is being turned over. Suddenly see the Northwest dark clouds rolling in, then hurry to harvest millet! Rush to harvest, when you gathered the millet, those dark clouds unexpectedly drifted over my head diagonally. Then, the cool wind came and blew the cloud away. The sun was still shining on the top of the head. The rain must be unable to come. When I saw it was only over 2 pm, I only spread out the millet. My mother-in-law blew the cool wind and asserted that it must have rained in the northwest. I didn’t believe it at that time. A neighbor who came from the northwest town was drenched into a drowned rat, riding a motorcycle and laughing and scolding: Oh! I thought it rained at home too? Scared I not buy things into, rush home and worry floor in that 1000 or 2000 Valley! This is the nature of summer rain, like a lover who loves you deeply-a little cute and a little bad. I was thinking that the weather forecast staff could not understand its temperament! Sometimes when it is obviously sunny in the forecast, it has to give you a rain. 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