Mortal ravings - 22.5.15 - Memories about rain

Holy matters:

The country of Shu is about to enter the rainy season again. It rained the whole night the night before, and it was the same last night. I sometimes like the rain in Shu Kingdom, it is so unobtrusive, it always comes quietly at night, and then quietly retreats before the dawn, leaving only the dampness in one place. It may be that rain has spirituality. They know that people are physically and mentally tired during the day and want to help people nourish their hearts in their dreams at night.

It may be that children's nature likes water, including rain. I remember as a child, there are many fond memories of rain. Sometimes before a heavy rain comes, I especially like to look up at the rapidly changing clouds in the sky, changing darkness and shape. Moist energy is accumulated in the air, but it seems that every raindrop is too shy to fall first. There must always be a few bold raindrops to start first, and when the first few drops of rain fall on people's heads On the leaves of the grapes in the yard, as if the horns of the raindrops were blown to the rear, the waves poured down with a fierce momentum, and in a short while, the whole world turned into a vast expanse of white, chaotic and turbulent. Together.

I remember that every time it rained heavily when I was a child, I liked to hide by the window in the house and watch excitedly. It took a long time to see it. Watching the raindrops fall on the bottom of the upside-down bucket and make a jingle sound is very interesting. Raindrops have all kinds of sounds, tick tock, tinkle, crackle, these sounds are the best music on rainy days. The rain washed the window glass, and the water flow turned the glass into a blurred lens. Through the glass of flowing water, the outside world was hazy, and my thoughts drifted to where I didn’t know. It wasn't until her mother's voice urging her to do her homework that she came back to her senses, replied "Oh," and left in a huff.

The breeze and the drizzle are another experience. If it is in the daytime at the turn of spring and summer, especially on weekends, I prefer slightly rainy weather. Because the back of my hometown is not far, there is a small reservoir within a few minutes' walk. When I was a child, I especially liked to go fishing in the reservoir. Although the technology is very good, but still enjoy it. Especially in the light rainy weather at the turn of spring and summer, it is the most suitable for fishing. I don't know why, but in this weather and this season, fish are particularly easy to be hooked. Some older children said that because fish lay eggs at the turn of spring and summer, they like to lay their eggs in the water plants on the shore and along the crevices of rocks. Some say that fish like to go to the water to breathe on rainy days. In short, this weather is very suitable for fishing. Put on a raincoat, mix flour balls with good sesame oil (a good bait for fish), hold a simple fishing rod made of small bamboo poles, and make about two or three small partners, and you can start work. Watching the floats on the water go up and down, my mood also fluctuates. Wait for the float to sink sharply, knowing the time is right. Lifting the rod, catching fish, picking the hook, all in one go, the happy cycle repeats.

In the misty weather, although the scenery of my hometown can't catch up with Jiangnan (I haven't been there, I just saw it on TV), but it is not very refreshing. Standing on top of the dam of the small reservoir, looking to the left, it is the roof of every household in the village. In the misty world after the rain, the asphalt on the roof has been washed clean and neatly arranged by the rain. Rows of freshly formed chocolate. Looking to the right, opposite the reservoir is the apple orchard that is full of mountains and plains. Especially in early May, the apple trees all over the mountains are blooming. The pink and white flowers are covered with a layer of fine water droplets, which are crystal clear. Even the rain and dew can't stop the fragrance of the apple tree flowers. When you smell it, the fragrance slowly floats into the nasal cavity. It is not as strong as the gardenia, just a faint fragrance. Surrounding you, you want to melt in the whole world of floral fragrance. ...

And these long-term memories, although many years later, are still clear. I want to wait until I am old and have time. I must go back to my hometown in Liao Kingdom in May, smell the flowers, look at the black asphalt roofs, and dream again of my childhood dream.. ..

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