The mountains and rivers are not yet sluggish,

The poignant chilling cicadas have not stopped.

The summer breeze and the cool are dependent on each other,

The light rain sings a light autumn.

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With Liqiu abandoning the boat and going ashore, Kyushu listened to Liqiu tell the story of Tanabata.

"Tanabata She has gathered a lot of husbands and wives together, hundreds of years ago ......"

Liqiu and Kyushu told a lot of interesting things, saying that Qixi Festival is like an old man in the world, always thinking about making lovers finally married.

Liqiu said that once he stayed in Huaxia Shenzhou for half a year for Qixi Festival, but he accidentally fell into the water in order to help, fluttered for a long time, and when he was about to drown, he remembered that he was a fairy!

Kyushu didn't expect that Tanabata would have such an interesting thing as a god, and he couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, okay, don't tell me about Tanabata when the time comes." Liqiu looked at Kyushu with a smile, "Otherwise, I don't know what to say about me......"

Kyushu nodded, and walked around the neighborhood with Liqiu.

The wind blew on the body and was slightly cold, wet and damp, and Kyushu didn't feel cold when he walked around, but it wouldn't be like a few days ago, and he was sweating almost when he moved.

As I walked, the sudden sound of cicadas seemed to bring Kyushu back to the height of summer.

Kyushu rubbed his temples, these cicadas are always screaming, and sometimes they are really helpless.

Especially the cicada that is calling happily now, different from the kind of smart and cheerful call in summer, the cicada in autumn may know that its life is short, and the sound it makes is a miserable tragedy, like singing a song to yourself......

If it rains again at this time, it is as if even the clouds are grieving for them. Kyushu thought of it, but he didn't expect the clouds to really do the same.

But whether the clouds lamented the shortness of life of these chilling cicadas, or whether they were impatient to listen and wanted to calm them down and shut their mouths, it is not known!

In short, when the rain fell, the cicadas stopped chirping, and only the autumn rain fell quietly between heaven and earth.

The rain kept falling, diluting the heat that still remained in the air, splashing a little coolness and a slight chill.

The cold and heat in the gust of wind, and then the humidity, can be said to be the most likely to get sick weather.

The wind that blew on the body just now was still warm, and in an instant, the cool air hidden during the period was revealed, so that it always caught people off guard before they had time to change their autumn clothes.

The nearby mountains were shivering and trembling by the rain, and in the haze, they looked even greener, and there was no solemn and depressed color, as if returning to the days of spring when everything was growing.

The rain has been falling, and layers of mist have risen around it, and the water droplets reflect the river, the mountains, the passers-by, and the shadow of Meng Jiuzhou staring at the raindrops......

Kyushu didn't feel cold at this time, after all, a lot of heat had accumulated in his body these days, and now he was drenched in fine and dense rain, but he felt refreshed, and he couldn't wait to jump into the rain before resting.

But especially in today's state, it is the easiest to catch a cold, Liqiu knows this, and he has seen many examples of people who are sick in the rain, and he also has experience, so he pulled Kyushu and told her not to go to the rain.

However, with the cool and humid rain blowing in the wind, Kyushu already felt comfortable, so he was obedient and did not run out to get drenched in the rain.

In order to keep Kyushu from catching a cold, Liqiu took Kyushu to stop and go, and gave rain to various places over and over again, while keeping Kyushu from catching a cold when he was active.

Just a few days later, the beginning of autumn scattered rain everywhere, but it also brought enough moisture to the crops everywhere.

The clouds along the way sang joyful songs, carried along the raindrops to the earth, spread all over China, telling people "autumn", "autumn", "it's autumn coming!" ”