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The crisp sound came to the ears, it turned out that it was raining again, the land of Shandong where Fu Yang was located was full of rain, and there would be a big or small rain falling every three or five days, but the feeling of hearing the rain today was different.

There are a lot of rain shelter canopies on the balcony, the top is covered with tiles, it looks like a small eaves, before the rainy days, everyone can just think of going to class must carry rain gear, can not wear cloth shoes, training classes to rain and other things, and today coincides with the weekend, to listen to the rain with a completely relaxed mind, there is a different feeling.

The sound of the rain gives people a sense of relaxation, unlike the concrete roof, the tiles are laid out on the ceiling in different layers, varying in height and staggered, so that the raindrops will emit different scales when they hit it. Listening carefully seems to be able to connect into a crisp song, sometimes the sound of the song seems to be nothing, the more you want to listen to it, the more you can't hear it, and when you don't listen deliberately, the sound can come slowly, which is also real and illusory, it is indeed a wonderful experience.

"What are you doing, have you been stunned for a long time?" Meng Lin shook her hand in front of Yu Feng's eyes.

"Ah, nothing, listen to the sound of the rain. ”

"Listen to the rain...... ......" Meng Lin was silent, and quietly walked to the balcony, as if thinking of something. "Do you have any special plans for this weekend?"

"Nope. ”

"Do you want to hear the real rain? You can't hear the purest sound of rain in the building. ”

"Okay!"

The three of them came to the naturalized village.

"Here...... Can you hear the real sound of rain?" Yu Feng didn't understand, the naturalized village was only less than three miles away from the academy, how much difference could the sound of rain be?

"Of course, the real sound of rain can only be heard in the courtyard of the cottage tiled house, and it is better to have a stream next to it or something, let me see...... That one. Monlin pointed to a hut near the riverbank.

Sitting in the farmhouse, looking out the window at the fields and the sky, everything was blurred by the rain, and sometimes a huge raindrop suddenly hit the window in front of him, popping - drawing a circular trace, the trace quickly mixed with the surrounding rain, turned into a water line and flowed down, adding a point of transparency to the fuzzy No. 7 Middle School campus.

"Yufeng, have you ever heard or appreciated the rain in the modern world?" Meng Lin pushed open a window, and the aroma of earth mixed with water vapor poured into the room.

"No, you know that my family lives in a city on the shore of the Bohai Sea, and I have lived in a building since I was a child, so I have never heard such a real sound of rain, but I especially like to watch the rain scene......"

As soon as the microclimate is about to rain, Yufeng will run to the balcony to watch the sky. Especially in summer, the cool breeze before the rain is the most refreshing, can take away the heat of the whole body instantly, the wind blows the clouds, the clouds at that time are constantly changing shape, thick and fast, can stimulate the children's countless imagination, will there be a dragon flying out of the clouds? Or is it an alien flying saucer hidden in it?

Yufeng likes to see the dark clouds blowing towards him in the distance, the darkness in the distance gradually spreads, slowly approaching and splitting the sky in two, and then the dark clouds cover the only remaining blue overhead, the sun dims, and the darkness temporarily rules the sky, at that time you will feel that the poem "black clouds overwhelm the city" is not an exaggeration at all.

After a period of brewing, suddenly one or two raindrops will fall mischievously first, hitting people's hands and faces, and the raindrops will fall one after another in less than three or five seconds, and then they will become a downpour. If it is windy, it is even more interesting, the rain can form white waves on the ground and the roof, wave after wave, the water droplets splashed by the beating raindrops and the water vapor mix, casting a layer of white fog on the world, and then my mother will always say, look, this rain is white.

"The clouds and the rain make people feel inexplicably excited, especially children, Yufeng will even feel that the raindrops are alive, and the dark clouds are also alive, and they act according to their own ideas. Yufeng fell into the memories of watching the rain as a child.

"I didn't expect you to have literary and artistic cells. Meng Lin answered, "My hometown is a small town near the river, although it is not as good as Suzhou and Hangzhou, it is also a water town, and it is the most interesting thing to encounter rain in a quiet and quiet life, because in addition to the view, you can really hear the sound of rain." Not only are the raindrops alive, but the sound of the rain is also alive, and when they hit the tiles, you hear the ding, on the porch posts, you hear the bang, and when they hit the puddles on the ground, the sound of the rain in the river outside the house is also a vague noise, and the music of these sounds is comparable to the sound of fairy. What I like the most is to listen to the sound of rain coming from the eaves of the roof in the house, and then like this," Meng Lin suddenly pushed open the window, and the sound of the rain was like a louder sound, and suddenly it became clear.

"Interesting, right? I play like this every time. In the bungalow, in the yard you can see more realistically how the raindrops fall to the ground, how the splashes make splashes, and how the splashes collide with other splashes. The rain in the south of the Yangtze River sometimes continued to fall for a day or two, and sometimes it would stop suddenly, 'the black clouds turned over the ink and did not cover the mountains, and the white rain jumped into the boat. The wind blows and blows away, and the water under the lake is like the sky. That's what it feels like. ”

"What about me, born in the country of abundance, at the foot of Mount Emei, 'after the new rain in the empty mountain, the weather is late in autumn, the bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring stone is upstream. The rain we have there is very fine and lingering, and it is always cloudier than sunny throughout the year, and it rains several times a day in summer and autumn, and the rain is so small that you don't need to use an umbrella at all, and the so-called drizzle wet clothes can't be seen. And the rare heavy rain will make the whole world clear, the earth will be washed away, and the spirit of man will be uplifted, and every then I will listen to the birds and frogs in the mountains, and there is a kind of lure frog, and the sound is like plucking the strings, and I will sit on the stone and listen, and listen to it for hours without thinking about anything. ”

"It turns out that you live at the foot of Mount Emei, where there are outstanding people, no wonder you are born with divine powers. Meng Lin realized that the psychic power was a disaster for Xiaoxue, and immediately changed her words, "I mean...... I mean......"

"It's okay, maybe my power really has something to do with it. ”

"Today, we watch the rain, listen to the rain, reminisce, and recite poems, and we are simply living the kind of life of literati in books. ”

"Is our life very different from that of the ancients? There is no electrical equipment in the academy except for lights, and the courses we learn are all poems and books, of course, we should also experience the fun of the ancients listening to the rain and chanting poetry, it is really a long time since I listened to the rain as seriously as today, Xiaoxue, do you say?"

"Well, that's good, it's not just about going to the city on weekends, but also listening to the rain. ”

When we grow up, most people rarely have the opportunity to spare a moment or three to watch and listen to the rain, the pressure of school, and the relationship with others always make us distracted; good programs and all kinds of entertainment activities take up most of the time; people in the world still have to take classes and train, and even face wars, fight for survival, and have not been able to calm down and perceive the world for too long.

It's good to be able to get back to the mood of listening to the rain as a child, even if it's only occasionally.

"Three, Nomura's coarse tea and light rice, it is not a polite number. Although the naturalized people have been treated as Chinese, after all, the concept of class in their minds is deep-rooted, and they always feel that Fu Yang's students are "superior people", for fear that they will not be well entertained.

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"The villagers are so welcoming, I'm a little embarrassed to come back. "As the wind spoke, the rain had stopped.

"Yes, it is easy to classify everyone as equal and free people, but it will take a long, long time to become everyone's consciousness. ”