Original Shi Qinghua 丨 Rain on the top of the building (essay)

Rain on the top of the building

Text/Shi Qinghua

At more than five o'clock, the dark clouds on his head accelerated the pace, brought a cool breeze, and sprinkled a few drops of rain or sweat.

Sun Tzu played with a few young mothers on the stage of wooden songs surrounded by flowers and trees in the community. His brothers and sisters played himself, and he staggered to run with his brothers and sisters and circles, and participated in their toys. From time to time, the elders looked up. If it rained and came home, it would be too late, so they were supervised next to them and accompanied the children to play more for a while.

The bamboo trees seemed to be shaking unstablely, shaking the sky a little dark, the grass and leaves of the petals were gently shaking, and the mosquitoes flipped up and down. I don't know if they were calling for the companion to avoid or protesting the wind and rain. Several young mothers stood beside the lawn under the tree. His legs may be too shiny and mosquito light, so "moths flutter". Suddenly I saw a mother bent down and patted her calf with her hands. With the sound of "pop" and seeking the sound, behind the mother's legs, there were many black -sized mosquitoes, which were shuddering. After "slap, slap, pop", it turned red after ringing, and then quickly raised a large and small pimple, and it was a little scared to look at it.

I wear suit shorts, and my legs are much more exposed than those in skirts. They are closer to young mothers, but mosquitoes do not like me, maybe I ca n’t bite. A glance at several other young mothers. Although there are mosquitoes on their legs, there are not so many. I do n’t know why?

After a while, I remembered that I did n’t know if I listened to others or where I saw it. Some blood type mosquitoes do not like bites, but some blood type mosquitoes like it. If this is true, then this mother is the blood type that mosquitoes like.

Wuyun shook the earth hard, shook the bamboo tree to lean back and back, shaking his face and ink, shook the rain drops and rushed down. Hurry up and push the children's car home. Just when he entered the gate of the building, the two loud noises "Boom Rondon, Boom Rondon" may blow up the clouds of ink dye out of a lot of holes, and the emergency rain was smashed "crackling and cracking".

At 6:20 minutes, the rain outside the window sang very cheerfully, and suddenly thought of seeing heights. So take an umbrella and take the elevator to the 333rd floor, push the glass window, and the thickness of the rain line is obliquely hugged with me. Facing a soft and mild hug should be rare, but I take a step back, for fear of embracing it.

Simply open the umbrella to the top of the building, the umbrella surface became a "Ding Ding Ding" instrument, which played a cheerful song for the rain on the top of my building. Standing on the platform to wait and see. Most of the large and small treetops between the streets and the roadside of the community are pale yellow, but the light yellow leaves are different. The leaves under the pale yellow leaves gradually turn down from light green to dark green, and no matter what color is shining in the rain. The ground of the long plant that can be seen is almost all slaughtered by the green master. A two -strail hidden in the green trees occasionally exposed pink velvet flowers to dress the green world more beautiful.

The vehicles on the road and the streets are much less than when it rains. Most of them are on white lights. The wheels crush the rainwater on the road and throw them on both sides. Three or two people who do not wear raincoat ride a motorcycle and the car are slower than the car, but the road is in the sky, walking half of the side, nothing happens. I think they must be a qualified falling chicken.

The raindrops on the top of the building fell vertically along the high wall. Some raindrops are larger and falling down little by little; some raindrops are smaller, and then running down one by one. It seems to be a rain line, but it is one by one when you look closely. It seems to be invisible. The pearls of the lines are shined by the lights of the room, shining, and very beautiful. In the pool not far downstairs, the dense raindrops smashed on the water, and the large and small blisters appeared, and there was no into the water in the blink of an eye. The water surface seemed to be calm, and it was about the distance from the bliss.

When looking at the buildings on the left and right sides, many people's activities are clearly visible. There is a beauty standing on the thirty -floor balcony on the right, and it may be watching the rain. Seeing me under the umbrella on the top of the building, she seemed to laugh slightly: I like to watch the rain more than one.

Continue to look down and suddenly ate: Why is the third building on the right tilted? After rubbing your eyes and look at it, yes, the left side of the building is tilted upright on the right side, the more tilted the lower. Look at the sixth building on the left, the same is inclined, and the direction of the tilt is the opposite of the right. Only the front of the two eyes is upright. I know no matter which building is upright, and the tilt is definitely an illusion.

The illusion is that when people observe objects, the observed objects are disturbed by the shape, light, and color, and the physiological and psychological factors of the observer will produce a judgment of visual errors that are not consistent. It is a distorted consciousness of objective things under specific conditions. When I was dazzling and fascinating, the music on the umbrella was awakened: Faced with the illusion, remained sober. In various activities of a person, the illusion may exist. If you know it is good, if you do n’t know, then you will be uncomfortable or disastrous consequences.

From this point of view, only "my three provinces and my body" can make themselves invincible.

The sky on the top of the building became dark, and a few thin black clouds were drifting slowly under the gray sky. The rain line between the buildings is tilted from the top of the building to the treetops, lawns, and grounds below. Maybe there are red, white, and yellow umbrellas that are wide and width of the brick paving around the bricks. It was trembling, so that the rain threads were smashed on the road splashing water droplets everywhere; in the distance, the high and low buildings, Cangqing hills, and shiny water were shrouded in the fog's oblique wind drizzle. Essence Nearly, trees in streets, highways, and communities are dressed up and new, like women who are just bathing, showing their beauty to the world. Rain, it is not small or small, not tight or slow. Suddenly the two loud noises of the "bombardment" in the northwest, but the black black and thick clouds in the southeast direction were frying, exposing the white clouds and a few red light. The sound of the thunder was bombed, and the high -rise buildings, hills, trees, and ground were dyed. The sky on the west of the sky was dark.

On the trail of the community, there were a few courier brothers wearing white helmets and riding black battery cars, carrying a lot of green cargo boxes to move forward quickly. Occasionally, when you encounter an umbrella, the umbrella will consciously move to the side.

Maybe friends who are interested in rain and family are sitting in the restaurant, opening the doors and windows, filled with wine, waiting for the courier brother's food.

Rain, Ding Ding Ding knocked my umbrella; washing the world crackingly; urging the courier brother in bumps, sending happiness into millions of households.

(July 4, 2022)

[About the author] Shi Qinghua (male), retired teacher. Born humble and fortunately, but the years have nothing to do. There are no ambitions, dating civilians, sweet and sour, bitter and sad, penetrating the heart. But looking forward to its awakening and working hard. Find your welfare for yourself and do your best for the country. Small the civilian and share the people's situation.

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