Rain

At the same time of knocking these two words, it was drizzling outside the window. The so-called sporadic light rain is the kind of rain that is neither tight nor slow, and the rain is small but not dense. When encountering such kind of rain, I usually react like this. Firstly, quiet life, stranded my heart in the window bar, rain! Listening to the rain falling on the window and on the yellow and green leaves, I felt very beautiful, just like a dragonfly. Secondly, when it rains like this, I will turn on the gramophone and put on an old record to let the soothing flexo fill the study. My thoughts, memories and fragments come across here unexpectedly. This feeling is especially poetic. Close your eyes, it is a kind of enjoyment of life. Thirdly, it is suitable for reading and recalling when encountering such rainy days. In a cup of green tea, there is a special taste in my heart to taste books, life and rain. Yes, I like rain, and the rain that does not bring disaster or trouble to life. I call it Angel or Qu, and life will feel comfortable when you get along with it, she is just like a red apricot or a red sleeve standing beside her side, which makes her soul wave with all kinds of romantic feelings but disdain to share with others. I don’t know why people in life are so angry with rain and often despise her with hate. To be honest, such a person has no vitality fundamentally, at least it lacks a poetic complex. Apart from moistening everything in the world, just in terms of life itself, rain is just like bathing, which makes life clean, tidy and new. Based on this understanding, while I like rain, I prefer listening to rain. Why? Because I think: listening to rain is more emotional and more associative than rain, it can promote the delicate blend of life and emotion, and also promote the wonderful harmony between soul and nature. Therefore, every time I encounter such a rainy day, it rains unhurriedly and unhurriedly, my life is like a pool of still water and lotus pond, which stretches freely and makes my body and mind feel very comfortable. Usually at such a moment, I would not hesitate to 1 minute 1 second my heart and let it go. Go with nothing, and come with nothing. I really hope that such rainy days will often appear or meet each other in the years, and face to face with life. If so, life will naturally have more good wishes and less troubles, there is one more delicacy and one less roughness. The problem is that it is rare to encounter such rainy days. What replaces her is always rainy, windy and rainy, and windy, it is indeed a little melancholy or even unbearable to encounter such rainy days, especially for those who are bored, incapable and have no love in life, the result is even more helpless. Therefore, the words of complaint, anger and filth came out. This is the general situation of life in my life, but for me, when encountering such rainy days, I usually only want to do one thing, that is to pour my life into silent reading, while reading this reading must have some choices, such as novels, philosophy, history books are more suitable, in addition, if you like martial arts novels, it is also a good place to go. The rain hit the window, time passed, and the day passed quickly. For Xin Qiji’s words, is: drunk inside burning the midnight oil kan jian, and dream trumpet with camp. Eight hundred miles under his command, 50 strings turned out of the Great Wall. Battlefield autumn soldiers. Inadvertently, the rain stopped the wind and the wind stopped. The window was pushed to look at the sky, and the phoenix trees were hung outside the Moon. The clouds and mist gathered together. The poetry and beauty were rippling away in my heart at the same time. When I wrote here, I couldn’t help thinking of the young days I had. Usually, my life encountered such rainy days. I didn’t go out and made strong tea. I listened to the rain while reading books. My thoughts were in the rain, the book rolls over, occasionally picking up scattered memory fragments, weaving a vertical shaft on the cold river alone, hanging on the wall, browsing freely, soothing with the rhythm of rain, deep in a needle, it was repaired in a shallow needle, and I didn’t feel relieved until I was satisfied with the smile. As the saying goes, if it rains, my mother will get married. We can’t stop it. Adaptation and learning to accept are the only choices in life. In rainy days, only by adjusting your mind and mood can you do nothing. Choosing to listen to the rain is a proposition to let life understand the harmonious coexistence of nature and soul. Wouldn’t it be better to bring life and soul into a place without dirt and water along her guidance? I might as well say that life chooses to listen to the rain, just like life chooses to listen to the sounds from different lives in life. Some rain is direct, some rain is silent, some rain with strong wind, some rain with Thunder roar and so on, all these, Wisdom of life is good at obedience and listening, stupid life, haggle over every ounce, gain and loss, complain, argue, even foul words are endless. The author asks, why is there such a big difference between the same life? The reason may be determined by Spirit, quality and value orientation. Based on the above, listening to the rain can promote the soul to be full of emotions and delicate, and at the same time bring poetic imagination space to life. Therefore, I think that the life that really likes listening to the rain is the embodiment of rich and complete spiritual quality. On the contrary, it is naturally the expression of rough modality. As I said, I like listening to the rain and all kinds of rain. Of course, what I like most is the kind of gentle and unhurried rain like a woman, or I just call her Qiu Yu, if life encounters such rain, if it is not good at listening, it will be a loss of life. I like rain, and I prefer listening to it! Because the rain itself moistens life, let alone listening to the rain. Both feelings and feelings are three-dimensional and abstract, and the heart and spirit are graceful and dancing, this is the reason and annotation that I like rain and listen to rain. And through the phenomenon of rain, life can realize the harmonious melody of nature and Tao and the sound of nature in silence. Just like me at this moment, an angel listens to his heart sound in silence, thus perceiving every bit of life and life, which is no worse than being good as water, let the soul and spiritual quality be enriched to another level. Rain is the spirit of heaven and earth, just as books are the nutrition of life. If heaven and earth lack the abundance of rain, naturally there will be no green, and life will lack the nurturing of books, naturally, there will be more roughness and brute force. The reason why this society is so unbearable is that it is caused by human factors such as cutting and cutting, and the social crisis is not just the result of people seeking only profits. The reason why there is extreme weather now is not because of other reasons, but because God is angry for the muddiness and ignorance of human beings, and it is also a kind reminder at the same time. Respect for nature, world can be lasting long, conversely, guojiangbuguo, hindmost. I like the rain and listen to the rain, which makes life have more thoughts and reflections, sigh with emotion and sigh. I hope every life in my life is just like me. When it comes to rainy days, I will calm down and sit in the window bar listening to the rain. This seemingly simple behavior, maybe it is unknown that it can bring a new power to your life!

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