Author: Talking and laughing at your fingertips
The rain in the south of the Yangtze River is always covered in a piece of smoke that cannot be dissolved.
The fog and rain seemed to make the whole world in a rain that would never end. The rain swept through the grass and woods, and spread to the whole city, and the raindrops fell on the rubble, and the corners of the houses were like music played by silk and bamboo, and the grievances were slow. The rain in the south of the Yangtze River seems to have spirituality, which can dye the heavens and the earth with a layer of milky white rain and mist, and there are flowing floating clouds everywhere.
When literati talk about rain, they always mention the rain in the south of the Yangtze River. Pear blossoms with rain, willows with slanting smoke, Jiangnan rain with a bit of classical, a bit of misty, how many literati and writers with their genius pen to express a piece of love for Jiangnan rain. They likened rain to cow hair, to fine needles, to flying flakes, ......They also divided the rain into drizzle, smoke rain, sparse rain, and rain ......They write about rain, talk about rain, and paint rain. "Rain and rain" and "drip to dawn" ......Whatever I wrote was rain. In Jiangnan, the rain here is not heavy rain, not moderate rain, but smoke and rain. It is a light silk rain, a continuous drizzle, and a wet smoke and rain.
Dive into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently. "The rain in the south of the Yangtze River is like music rain, like music and music, and it is pleasing to the ear. "Wet clothes want to wet apricot blossom rain", the rain in the south of the Yangtze River is a flower rain, with floral fragrance, flowers, and flowers. "The light rain in Tianjie is as moist as a crisp", the rain in the south of the Yangtze River is also a moisturizing rain, it moistens the soil, moistens life, and moistens all things. People who have been living in the water towns of the south of the Yangtze River are familiar with the scenery that can make the days grow old slowly and inadvertently, and the only thing that will never grow old may be the rain in the south of the Yangtze River.
On the night of a rainy day, when lying by the window, there is really a feeling of "listening to the spring rain in Xiaolou all night", there is the lingering pursuit of "the sycamore is more and drizzle", and there is a kind of experience of "the light rain in the heavenly street is as moist as a crisp".
Listening to the sound of the rain outside the window, put yourself in the quiet of leisure, make a cup of tea, calm down, and get a true meaning in the rain. The sound of the rain is singing like a song, as delicate as poetry, like flowing clouds and water, giving people a feeling of incomparably fresh. When listening to the raindrops hitting the leaves, the "bang" sound reveals a bit of softness; The raindrops hit the glass, and I felt a bit of fortitude in the sound; The raindrops hit the window lattice, and the sound of "ding" was unusually crisp, and you could feel a cheerful smile in the sound of the rain. With the change of wind and rain, the rain is also suddenly dashing and hazy, suddenly crackling, changing endlessly, making people extremely comfortable.
I have always lived in the water town of Jiangnan, and I always feel that the rain in Jiangnan is warm and emotional. How many ancients have also experienced the dripping Jiangnan rain with a different state of mind, and gained a different spiritual insight. "There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty, and how many buildings are in the wind and rain. "The Jiangnan in Du Mu's dream should be misty and rainy. "The boy listened to the rain song upstairs, and the red light was dim. In the middle of the boat, the river is wide and the clouds are low, and the broken geese are called the west wind. Now listening to the rain monk's house, the temples have stars. The joys and sorrows are always ruthless, and the pre-step drips until dawn. "In the Song Dynasty, Jiang Jie listened to the rain from the juvenile song building, listened to the rain in the prime of life, and went to the hermit monk's house, the sideburns and the stars were sparse, and the triple realm had different feelings. Yo! Why is the rain in the south of the Yangtze River so beautiful and so emotional?
Water is always inextricably linked with Jiangnan, and the water is steaming and fogging, and it will always be guided by the wind, in the alleys, and in the streets. There is no point in rushing here, only by walking slowly can you quietly feel this eternal silence. If I want to use one word to represent Jiangnan, I think of rain, because in Jiangnan, the most is rain, even if it doesn't rain, the sky is always wet, and the body is always stained with undried water.
I like Gangnam and I like the rain in Gangnam even more. Since ancient times, the rain in the south of the Yangtze River has dipped in the rain to write my heart, I really don't know, is it the rain in the south of the Yangtze River that has infiltrated my mood like rain, or my mood has been like the rain in the south of the Yangtze River?