The contradiction is human thinking, but not the endless rain outside the window. Whether it is on the sea and grassy hills, the Yulu Dadiji scenic spot, or the corners of the Huize county town, the rain is the same rain; it is the same day and the same person. There is not much difference: the wind is caught in the rain, and the rain is carried by the wind.
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Leaning down on the window sill quietly, his eyes fall, fall, and fall with the rain...
It is the rain that falls outside the window, and the enthusiasm in the heart rises. This uncontrollable enthusiasm shocked my blood, and the emotional chicks were eager to try.
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The eager emotions, let go of the uninhibited four hooves, galloping freely, pulling my footsteps to open the door, walking downstairs, unknowingly bathing in the rain of Fei Fei.
The body inlaid in the rain, without a raincoat or umbrella. ——These are superfluous things that belong to this world at this time. I just want to have a close contact with the rain. Let the rain slap on the head, damp the hair; follow the hair all the way down, across the wrinkles, through the beard and beard, and freely stroke the cheeks with the vicissitudes of the world.
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The rain flowing on the cheeks wriggled unscrupulously, but didn't feel the disgust like a maggot. Instead, I felt as comfortable as ironing and relaxing my mood. Slowly, as the rain is attacking the city, I don't know what changes in my body, only my mind controls the dragon and the phoenix, galloping freely in the free conscious time and space.
The galloping wheels ran over the depths of the memory, crushing memories of different depths: walking in the damp rain alley paved with stone slabs in the ancient city of Huize, just like wearing a flowered paper umbrella, wind and rain, wearing a pink plaid shirt , Stepping in curvaceous steps, wearing a pair of net shoes, walking on the gravel-paved road with Beijing's rich cultural heritage. My gaze passed through the wet rain curtain, and from time to time I blew the rain from my hair to my eyes, and followed all the way, with the simple infatuation of my youth, and just followed the pink plaid shirt not far and near.I didn't want to do anything, let alone the ultimate goal. It was just that during each rainy season in middle school, I just walked in the wind-blown black hair and ignored the rain. Many years later, this memory is still as cool, transparent, clean and clear as the rain every year.
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The heartbeat of youthful ignorance, sometimes like a shooting star passing through the tunnel of memory, sliding into the poem; sometimes like a submarine deep into the seabed, into a dream; sometimes when a person sits alone and sits alone The playfulness of the strands of hair or the smile of shaking his head and sighing when the fingers stroke the wrinkles!
I think of the boy walking in the rain. I still don’t know why. In the heart of young people, could it be the heartbeat of filling the ears of wheat? Or a koi jumping out of the water to breathe? Is it Jiaorui in bud? Still young leaves that challenge the cold spring? Is it the seedlings that have just broken through the soil? Or the cucumber with thorns on the top flower?
If it is the heartbeat of grain-filled wheat ears, the waves of grout contain a lot of thoughts; what kind of pride will this kind of thought grow up to mature! If it is a koi leaping out of the water to breathe, in order to inhale enough oxygen, exhausted all the stops and jumped desperately, demonstrating the power of transcending immature!
Even if Jiaorui is in bud, her silent emotions have nurtured a lot of simple kindness. In order to explore the warmth and coldness of the world, she is willing to try wind, frost, snow and rain with her own body.
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Suppose it is the tender leaves that challenge the cold of spring. This kind of courage not afraid of ice and snow is so calm. Driven by the ignorant mentality, it is an invitation to go to the great world resolutely and resolutely.
Imagine the grass seedlings that have just broken through the soil. They must be ready to absorb nutrients from the earth, full of energy, in the sun, moon and stars, showing the courage of males who are good at sheltering.
It is speculated that the cucumber with thorns on the top, the pride of the whole body, what kind of tranquility will it give to the crowded surroundings? Use the pride of your own savings to create what an unparalleled surprise under the wing guard!
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No matter what it is, now it seems, if you think about it, maybe there was no driving force of fame and fortune at that time, just a piece of white paper, like a grass, growing freely in the world .
This may be the rain when I was young. Give me pride and pride in my youth!
editor: Fan Yixin
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