Autumn rain went to the west of the village.

After dinner, my wife and I took an umbrella and set foot on the road in front of the village. Hometown road is the main road to traffic, but there are few vehicles and pedestrians on rainy days, just for a walk. There has been a lot of rain since autumn, which lasts for several days at a time. Neither too slow nor too slow, it is inevitable to be boring. But I especially like the feeling of "misty rain weaving autumn cool in an instant"

Set foot on any road, there will be good scenery. To the east is the way out of the mountain. The mountains on both sides are getting smaller and farther away, but the roads are getting wider and wider. The mountains move and the water turns, and there are twists and turns. After several bays, there is a bustling town at the end. On rainy days, sometimes I suddenly want to drink two cups, so I go this way. In this foggy and rainy town, find a warm pub, or sit by the window with your wife or friends, drink, drink tea and chat.

Today we go out and walk west. The road to the west is the main road of the village. In my memory, it was a rugged gravel road. On a moonless night, cowardice is absolutely afraid to go. Now, the north side of the road is close to the sunny mountain root, and there are buildings all the way. The hardened cement road is spacious and flat, and the street lamps are bright and warm. Walking on this road, there is always a very cordial feeling. Cool breeze blowing on the face, drizzling like silk. It's really indescribable.

On rainy days, people are more relaxed. Only a few old people are watching crops by the roadside, but the Chuanjiang River in the south of Lunan is rushing excitedly. Sometimes there are a few dark red dragonflies that drip at the fastest speed; A closer look shows that there are several small blue damselflies, which we called "ghost dragonflies" when we were young, hanging quietly under the grass, as if hiding from the rain. Occasionally, birds sing. It turned out that a kingfisher named "Fish Snatching Wolf" dived into the pool to catch fish.

The sound of the drizzle knocking on the umbrella becomes dense, but such a wet and cold wind makes us involuntarily slow down and look at the rivers, people, distant mountains and trees in the rain. Most of the mountains in my hometown are sandstone mountains, which are connected with the river bed, and there are also many big stones connected with the mountains on the river bed. The water hammer splashed and turned over, which made people respect. Seeing that the water is still far away, thinking about it day and night, walking out of the mountains and heading for the Dasha River, our hearts are really moved and excited.

The rain has stopped and the wind is getting stronger and stronger. Several fallen leaves followed, red and yellow like a complicated butterfly, but with the heavy rain, it was not so elegant and chic. When we saw the fallen leaves, we were not sad at all, but happily picked up our favorite leaves. Leave a fallen leaf, but also leave a sky high and clouds light; Cherish a fallen leaf and a beautiful life. Du Mu said: "The wind blows a leaf and everything is autumn." For us, this is the best time of the year.

When the rain stops, the crops in the farmland can be harvested. On the banks of the river, walnuts beside people's yards are full of fruits and mature; Lagerstroemia indica, Chinese rose, morning glory and graceful Gesanghua are still blooming tirelessly and getting carried away. Unconsciously, I took out my mobile phone from my pocket and took some photos of rain.

Suddenly someone came face to face. It turned out to be a young mother. She held an umbrella in one hand and pushed a stroller in the other, whispering as if reciting an ancient poem. I don't know whether I recited it to my baby in the car or blurted it out on a whim.

In this way, casually walking in the drizzle, when the street lamp lights up, we know it is dark. Look again, I feel that I have reached Oak Ridge. Oak forest is the dividing line between our village and other villages. Looking back from a height, it is another beautiful night view of the mountain village.

(The author is from Sanyao Middle School in Luonan County, Shaanxi Province)

China Teachers' Daily, June 2020, 65438+ 10/4 16.

Author: Han Jingbo