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Leave snow such as the rain
Enter winter just, have, blow one rain, Xi Zhejiang drip, silk like wisp, the east float west shed for instance, quiet, seem to float into a touching fan's lemon of the South. If not there are several pieces of big raindrop occasionally, you can not see it. Though the rain seems to come in season by mistake in winter, it is a kind of uniqueness, fall on the face, in the neck, have a kind of special soft, fresh cordial sense suddenly.
Rain hide from into fog, dodging people like being shy, dare interest to bother people at all, as if a naughty one catch fascinated to hide in people again. Only you stretch out hands to wait patiently, it dares to fall in your palm silently, the ones that let you feel it are ice-cold, tell you that the present in winter has already walked slowly like a woman.
Last branch street the the both sides the that trees and overture at winter,the rustle to tremble on cold wind, meeting moist their friend. But the shy one hides, mysteriously, dim, vaguely, the small city cage first mysterious world.
Originally looks forward to a beautiful snow, is imagining the sparkling and crystal-clear snow spirit to wave in the wind and come, let gloomy mood bright, give hollow heart joyful one o'clock, but snow my heart expect winter, come at the appointed time. It was cold that it has entered winter to appear since summer suddenly in the fine life for a long time, the snow has not seen, but rain comes by chance.
Though some lose, has added a lot of life for the dusky earth. People talk and laugh in the rain holding up an umbrella, the children but letting and is caught in the rain to squat like the small water depression of the mirror, making faces with one's own shade, is giving directions, the play is funny. That is red, yellow, green, blue, purple Adorning the umbrellas of different pattern, look from afar, like the elegant butterfly with different colors. This image and scene, the tool that the colored umbrella has been already far from hiding the rain, but the work of art, is the decorating of life, it is a beautiful part, seem to send and reside the aspiration of spring too.
The rain in winter, it is enervated in it does not have springtime, it is insolent in not having summer, romance have will it be day autumn still more, some to ooze people to be sadly beautiful only. I believe a lot of people dislike winter rain, really, it pure white and beautiful, but I like it to be soft, tender feeling misty, make people to be forgotten, let people thoughts flashing across one's mind, let people recollect, if staying alone, a piece of serenade that the distant place floats is vivid and dramatic, tasteful, have the baffled sincerity suddenly.
Rain for winter, let world as if cold quiet getting quiet a lot of, sit quietly room, look at outside the window quietly. Throw sight into the lead gray sky depths. Ticking, answering happy and auspicious in one's ear, mental state getting quiet a pond of bluish waves of portrait. Can see that rain floating in the other roofs gracefully and gracefully gently too, float in front of the window. Accompany thin sound rustling, urge people to be enchanted like whispering.
I like the rain, like strolling in the rain, like roaming leisurely in the rain propping up the umbrella, let one's own mood fly away, think of one's own attention! Even winter in the cold rain like the snow, soul can feel a kind of comfortable one that felt encouraged. When like this, will often grow out some temperate and moist emotion - -Perhaps it is a scene, a sentence of words, one, or a thing, even a piece of eyes, fall with the silent ball of rain silk so gently, it is completely white like pearl.
"Seek, desolate, wretched and intimate. At barely warm but still cool time, the most difficult to rest. " I like " Shengshengman " of Li Qingzhao, like, stroll that full of poesy and romantic scene among drizzle even more.
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