Autumn rain moistens the charm
A chirping of cicadas and a yellow leaf falls, and you will know that autumn is coming. If an autumn rain sways, then the autumn will be more deeply aware of it. The autumn rain always comes stepping on a hazy and quiet night. It is not as passionate as the summer rain, it falls quietly like a tassel. Threads and strands are endless, and the feeling is light and flowing nothingness, soft, straight to the depths of the heart, stretching and soft. If you were watching the drizzle under the faint light, like mist, like yarn, and finally it would fall on the ground like silver thread.
After a night of autumn rain, the next morning, you can hear the sound of rain falling from trees and eaves. It falls on the ground and in the grass, with a charming echo. That voice is also telling you, oh! It turns out that Qiu is here.
The autumn rain is long, it always sprinkles gently without any lingering sound. It looks like a gentle and sentimental southern woman. There are a hint of autumn rain outside the window. I prefer to lean on the window and look at the raindrops falling in the sky. This moment is the most comfortable, as if I have been in the sound of the rain, and my heart gradually merges into the rain, breathing with the autumn rain and falling together. In this tranquility, the autumn rain splashes lightly with the sadness. The autumn rain falls like falling flowers, falling all over the ground.
I also like to walk in the autumn rain with an umbrella. The autumn wind blows slightly, blowing the thin autumn rain onto the umbrella. The sound is like a gentle song, plucking my heartstrings. Stroll leisurely in the autumn rain, savoring the rich fragrance of osmanthus, refreshing the heart. Walking under an osmanthus tree, the osmanthus falling in the autumn rain was everywhere, just like a ray of moonlight falling on the ground at night. Isn’t this the most unique scene in autumn? The rain stopped, and I looked at the flowers with rain in the grass. As I stared at the petals washed by the autumn rain, it looked even more crystal clear, and there was a sorrow of autumn in this crystal clear. The sky gradually became brighter after the rain, the yellow leaves on the ground, the remaining drops on the trees, and the sound of birds singing, it was a beautiful picture.
Autumn rain, gentle and lingering, silent. Sitting and listening to the autumn rain, my heart couldn't help but feel soft again. An autumn rain wet the rubble of the tall buildings, woke up the rain and dew on the leaves, and shocked the beauty in the dream.
