The stars are dark in the east,

Swift swallow water marks in the sky.

Smoke willow painting bridge Jiang Nanchen,

The rain falls and the spring flowers are a few minutes.

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It was night, the sky was clear, the blue-black sky was deeper than the sea, and the stars in the sky and the lights of the world met to form a corridor of lights, which led from the busy streets to the sky.

Different from the direction pointed by the handle of the Big Dipper at the beginning of spring, the handle of this matter pointed in the direction of due east.

The moon was still shining in the surrounding sky, and clouds as thin as a light veil floated quickly in front of the moon.

"Sister Spring Equinox, it's not a little wind today, will it rain?" Kyushu looked at the rapidly moving thin clouds and asked for the vernal equinox.

The spring equinox flew to the clouds, and quickly returned to Kyushu: "It shouldn't rain for the time being, and the clouds are not very thick now." ”

The night gradually deepened, and Kyushu fell asleep beside the spring equinox, and the spring equinox looked at the clouds in the sky, the clouds were getting thicker and thicker, and the stars and the moon were no longer visible.

The sun had not yet risen, and a white wave of light had just risen in the sky, and the swallows flew out of the swallows' nests on the porch, pavilion, and rooftop.

The swallows flew very low, at first at a height of more than one person, and then flew lower and lower, until they reached a height where they seemed to be able to reach out and touch the height.

The sun rose slightly, and through the gray-white clouds, a faint yellowish halo could be seen.

A gust of wind blew together, a little cold, blowing onto the begonia tree on the lawn in the distance, the branches shook violently, and some blooming begonia petals fluttered and spread on the ground.

The swallows flew lower, lying on the ground, as high as a human calf.

Heavy clouds and low-flying swallows all herald the arrival of a spring rain.

Sure enough, the rain came as promised. The sun should have risen above the ground today, but it was robbed of the limelight by this shower.

The spring equinox and Kyushu sat in a sheltered place from the rain, watching the rain continue to fall.

The rainy weather is always a moist breath, which is comfortable and inspires people to sleep, and Kyushu has seen the delicate scenery of flowers and plants in the rain for a while, and then snuggled in the arms of the spring equinox and slept sweetly.

I don't know how long it took, but after the rain and the sky cleared, it was already past noon. Kyushu opened his sleepy eyes, but was shaken by the bright sun, blinking, Kyushu saw that the begonia flowers over there were all over the ground, and the green lawn set off each other.

The petals that have been knocked off by the rain have a different charm. Seeing that Kyushu likes this kind of hazy artistic conception, the spring equinox took Kyushu to the southern Jiangnan area.

In the spring, there is much more precipitation in the south than in the north, and this feature has also been observed in the spring equinox over the years.

The humidity in the air was very high, and Kyushu felt very relaxed when he smelled the soggy smell that accompanied the earthy aroma and the sweet fragrance of flowers and plants.

Sitting on a boat in the river, crossing one stone bridge after another, wooden bridges, people come and go on the bridges, carrying dry goods, river fresh and the like.

It is the various bridges that bridge the life of people on both sides of the river.

From time to time, you can see three or two weeping willow trees hanging down into the river on the riverbank, as if you can swing with a willow branch.

If you look closely, the surrounding air is full of small droplets, small but numerous, so that the air is filled with mist, adding a fairyland-like psychedelic feeling to the surrounding scenery.

There is something picturesque and unreal in the mystery, but from time to time human voices, dog barking, bird chirping, and insect chirping, but it always reminds the people who are in it that they are still in the world.

At night, the crackling rain hit the canopy of the awning boat, and the swallows sheltered from the rain flew into the boat uninvited, but were treated like guests on board.