Weekly diary of affectionate drizzle

I like the cold of winter, the heat of summer and the coolness of autumn, but I prefer the tenderness of spring and the continuous drizzle of spring. When the spring rain came, I strolled on the path, breathing fresh air and touching the breath of spring, and felt particularly comfortable. Light rain, as thin as a needle tip, as light as a cow's hair, as smoke and fog, falls silently and drops on my face and body. The buds on the branches leaned out of their cute little heads and looked at me quietly and smiled. Light rain fell naughtily on them. Ha, what a beautiful beaded dress! Wind dolls are so naughty,

I kept blowing the rain everywhere, falling on trees, on the grass and on my face.

Inadvertently looked up and saw a new green in the distance. That's a tree, that's grass, and that's the messenger of spring. I can't help walking there quickly. Hey, where is the grass? I want to know, why are they missing? A closer look reveals a smile on her lips. The grass is too small, it is light green from a distance, but it is not clear when you look closely. I took a deep breath and was intoxicated. How charming this strange scenery is! Looking up, I saw a layer of aperture on the edge of the cloud, which was the light of the sun. Oh, how strange and wonderful the scenery is!

Rain, falling quietly. This spring rain has driven away the traces of winter, made spring more beautiful and made people love spring more. Look! Trees shoot green buds, grass drills out of the ground, and even buildings seem to straighten their backs. What a refreshing experience! In spring, when the first spring rain comes, we don't need to worry about unpleasant things, because when the first spring rain comes, people's hearts have been washed. Isn't it? The first spring rain represents the beginning of a new life.

There are all kinds of rains all year round. However, I only liked the first affectionate drizzle that spring.