Chapter 12 spring rain

spring rain A whole day of spring rain, followed by a whole day of spring cloud, is the happiest thing in the world.i always hate On a sunny day, especially in a sunny spring; on this wretched earth suddenly comes such a joyful The weather, just like the weird smiling face that a bored host shows when he feasts on strangers, completely shows the nature of the universe. Idiot ingredients.In the so-called good spring, people go to Park Avenue or places of interest to show off, Grinning and giggling like an orangutan is so smug, it makes you look like a ghost.But the haze is everywhere or the rush

When the rain falls, even the most self-satisfied rich man will feel depressed, so there is a little human smell, Instead of looking at the sun like in good weather, striding forward domineeringly, quite God, I get what I deserve the meaning of.For those who know the sorrows of the world, the dark days may be said to be their only glorious hours.the sky Tears for them, dark clouds frown for them, they feel the air of sympathy all around them like a fallen woman Lying in my mother's arms, seeing the loving mother's hot tears splashing on my own tears, it really moistened my withered heart.

Sitting silently in the small room, remembering the close friends who have not seen each other for ten years, the lover who has passed away, thinking of all the ups and downs in life, The sufferings experienced by oneself, listening to the desolate dripping in front of the eaves outside the window, looking up at the waves and waves, like endless rain clouds, at this time All the thorns turned into clean white lotus flowers, just like the miracles performed by the saints in the Middle Ages after they were slaughtered. "It's hardest for an old friend to come through wind and rain", the gloomy weather makes us feel the warmth and loveliness of the world even more,

When pouring a cup of hot tea for a friend who came from the bitter rain and wind, we have the heart to put down the butcher knife and become a disciple of Buddha immediately territory. "The wind and rain are like darkness, and the rooster crows endlessly." Human beings can only get relief if they roll out of sorrow. There is only this shining steel knife at the waist, "Today, if you look like a king, who will be unfair." "The mountain is about to come and the wind is full." Building", which can symbolize the spirit of our children standing in the world, experiencing all the bitterness, and looking at the future disaster from afar. It really seems to be homesick.

The guest patted the railing, saw the cattle and sheep outside Guo, thought of the countryside of his hometown, and missed the bamboo in the new tomb of Sucao. At the turn of the horses, in the tearful eyes, it seemed that Longzhong's elders were walking in secret, or they only saw a few trees leaning on the broken wall. The shadow of crutches.The so-called skill of survival probably lies in how to be such a recruiter facing the wind.whether it is rain or shine Henglai, whether it is Chengjiang, I always seem to be thinking about a flower-like hometown, which can be said to be an ideal in my life

The crystallization of poetry, the poetic feeling in my heart, is the last barrier to being wise and safe; but at the same time, I can see clearly No matter how cruel the people in this foreign place are, no matter how cruel the water in this foreign place is How uncomfortable the soil is, but it can stand lean and abrupt like an old tree in a strong wind.Tolerable, but not numb Wood, can be sentimental, but not sentimental, like the spring rain in front of the building, quietly falling, covering the dazzling sun, but Moisturized hundreds of herbs and thousands of flowers.The swallows in front of the eaves are hiding in their nests, whispering to the silky and dreamy drizzle.

Tell me the news of it. But sometimes the spring rain is so fierce that it is so fast that it seems to be pouring down from a high mountain. Red, all put into running water, looks like a spoiled scenery, maybe it's because of the embrace.I have been impatient in my life, and I know a thing or two Jiao often tried to persuade me anxiously, but in the dark room, self-confidence is by no means a person who pursues achievements, but for Lao Sheng, who is constantly disturbed, often feels tired. The so-called impatience is nothing more than a tired reaction.Sometimes I am very patient, Like the glass tiles on the ruined temple, when he is exposed to wind, rain, frost and sun, he always looks at the empty space like that.

blue sky.I seem to be able to sit down in front of the tablet without words and slowly meditate on the deep meaning of this stone tablet. The futon was broken, the old monk who was sitting dumbfounded wanted to put an end to the world as soon as possible, so he could get away and enjoy himself in the purple bamboo forest. Putting aside the worldly affairs, hiding in the city, standing in the bustling field and looking up at the white clouds in the sky, these two states of mind It turns out that there is no contradiction.Although I have not yet, and I will never jump out of the waves into the sea, but the meaning of fist

I also know a thing or two, probably oscillating between anxiety and burnout, always centered on helplessness.So although I However, I love the drizzle of 1 1 shattering, and I also love the slashing rain, which washes away the sun and washes away the sun at the same time. To get rid of the clouds and mists reminds us that maybe there will never be a sunny and sunny time, maybe there will always be bursts of torrential rain, Float all the traces of the sorrows and joys of the world into the sea, and when the white waves turn over, no dregs can be seen.Anxiety and burnout Here all the state of mind can be enlightened to Nirvana, the whole world is like a guest leaving the banquet and washing it cleanly,

The cups and plates lined up on the kitchen shelf, the creator of a housewife will probably smile when he looks at it, thinking that the work of the day is always It's over.At least I often imagine that this land has returned to its original appearance. But the most wonderful realm is probably the bad tune in Chidu, the so-called "lingering spring rain".in a row After more than ten days of moldy rain, it seems that it will never be sunny again, but there is a possibility of sunshine every moment.sometimes in the sky A large expanse of clear blue appeared, the rain gradually stopped, and suddenly it became desolate bit by bit again, that kind of elusiveness,

The extremely perturbed expression can really be used as a symbol of this enigmatic life.I remember ten years ago, whenever the spring rain When I was a child, I often cut paper into the shape of a monk and pasted him upside down next to the water tank, which meant to tell God not to rain anymore. Although I always feel infinite joy when I see the newly born blisters under the feet of the rain in the yard, especially when I am in a hurry. Before the eaves, when a few drops of rain splashed on the neck.But at that time, I knew the taste of Chunyu unconsciously. When I arrived, I didn't concentrate on looking for it. When I knew how to appreciate the comfortable sound of rain, I was always dry If you are a guest here, just go back in summer, watch the boring showers, and pass the rain addiction.Therefore, "Small Building One Night" I missed the joy of "listening to the spring rain" face to face, and slipped away from my fingertips. There were not many good dreams in the prime of life, and now the colorful clouds are gone. Scattered, a vast expanse of whiteness, life is boundless, like falling into the fog, the melancholy of the spring rain can only be regarded as the inner Just one verse, but that seems to represent my whole sense of sadness.But I always like to meditate on spring Rain, maybe it's because I cherish and caress my own sorrow; I often change Tao's poems, I said: "It's not a pity that the clothes are stained, but I hope that the hatred will not be violated." I will love and hate the spring rain like lingering, Probably because I have such a situation.