The torrential rain in the capital has been falling for five consecutive days.

The river swelled, and the crops on the outskirts of Beijing were bent over, and the heavy ears sheltered each other.

The lightning flashed and thundered, and the torrential rain roared, like a hole in the heavenly river.

"This rain, I really don't know when it will be the end." Brother Pan stared out the window worriedly and said, "The stagnant water in the yard can't be drained." ”

I kept my head down, copied the notebook, and wrote steadily with my hand holding the barrel of the pen, without distraction.

"Sir..."Brother Pan approached me uneasily, and said flatteringly, "Still angry with me?" ”

The little hand was on my elbow, but the little force made me deviate from the gesture, and a dark ink blob peeked out of the table.

"Yikes...

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