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The autumn rain was stunned. From early morning to dusk. Standing on the window, the hot face was pasted on the cold metal railings, listening to the breath of autumn, the world was silent.

The rain is not very heavy, like the scattered crystal, gently wet the ground gently. One drop of two drops, dripping. A gust of wind blew, autumn rain or obliquely woven into cloth, or dancing rising lightly. The rain fell on the railing, and the small dots were closer to the larger point, condensed into bright eyes, and then scratched elegantly, fell to the ground, and split, like jumping in "The Death of the Swan". My heart was a little lonely, patting my head because of sleepy, thinking about the mathematical results that I couldn't get up, and I twitched in my heart.

The wind blown again, and the autumn rain was thrown, and the rain kissed my face. My hand, my clothes, and the water droplets with my face were frozen. I seemed to be awake and looked at it from a distance.

Although it is autumn, the camphor is still stunned, and the rainwater washed the dust on the surface of the tree. The upper end of the leaves is mint, and then the light green of the grassland, the bottom end is dark green. In the rain, the crown is like the flowing green paint group, which is quite like an Impressionist painting.

The trunk is even more amazing. It is almost black and more eye -catching. The section of the cut -off branches is brown -red, like blood. The flowing autumn rain made the camphor trees in the usual gray, dazzling.

Look at the rose in the rain again, shivering in the autumn rain, the dark green branches and stems fell again and again, with the head buckle and the ground again, the buds converged, the flowers lowered their heads, and the pink petals were covered with crystal tears. Dripping down, from time to time, the petals were withered, and it looked like.

In the autumn rain, there are two different scrolls, which are really wonders!

But the flowers and trees are all the same rain. Why is the camphor more beautiful, and the rose is more miserable? This may depend on whether they are strong, camphor's waist, and the rose admitted.

Thinking of myself, because of a trivial test, I was stunned, insomnia at night, and dying during the day, am I not that rose? With the same rain, I can't get out of sorrow. Thinking of Mu Xin's sentence: "People come out of sorrow generously, it is an artist." Yes, in the past, just like the unable to recover the flowers, the loss is just embellishment in ordinary life; Evergreen, head, raindrops are just decorative.

Autumn Rain -The frustration and suffering of life may be the best medicine in life growth. What I should do is not to sorrow and sorrow, but to look up at the sky, go to the baptism of rain religiously, and make self -transformation.

(The author is a student of the enlightened experimental school in Huaiyin City, Huai'an City, Jiangsu Province, instructor/Zhu Bin)

Source: "Language News · Eighth Grade Edition"

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