The rain falling at night gently woke me up. Listening to the ticking rain, I was intoxicated. I like rain, and I prefer listening to it. Listening to the rain is a kind of enjoyment, listening to the rain is a kind of memory, the soul is purified in listening to the rain; The emotion is sublimated in listening to the rain; The body and mind are relaxed in listening to the rain. It has rained for decades. In the fierce storm, you can hear the cry of rain. The Voice from the bottom of your heart is times more ferocious than the roaring lion, which seems to devour everything. In the drizzle autumn, the rain you hear is so lingering, which is like the gurgling water of the river and the whispering of a young girl. Only the sound of spring rain is special. The voice was not loud but very clear. Although the Sky was also overcast, it was not as gloomy as that in autumn rain; And it was not as horrible as the black clouds pressing the city in summer storms. No matter you are sitting in front of the window or lying on the bed, as long as you listen calmly, you will hear the unique sound of breaking ground and cracking under the drip irrigation of spring rain. This feeling was very profound during my days in the queue. I like listening to the rain, and I prefer listening to the rain when walking in the rain. Rain gently fell on my head from the sky, and slowly flowed along my cheeks. When the clothes were soaked by rain, I listened quietly and listened quietly. But I didn’t hear the tiny sound of rain and dew. In the rain, I seem to have a feeling of harmony between man and nature.

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