Haiyan Heqing Four O’clock Days

  Chapter 65 [Jing Lian Xia Sheng] The big string is noisy, the sound of rain, the heat is hard to dissipate, and the lotus is still flourishing [Dashu·Four]

  滂滂滂滂滂滂滂滂滂滂滂滂滂滂焱 summer water and heat are not broken,

   and send autumn rain to autumn cold.

  It’s hard to sleep at noon,

  Lamb soup with pineapple for children.

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  The strong wind and showers are pouring down. Everyone can watch the waterfall at home without going out. If you don’t believe me, look at the eaves—the rain seems to have stopped. The movie being watched by the people inside the house is just like the screen of a movie theater.

  Naturally, it was not that the rain had stopped. Look at the small dirt road in front of the low building. The rain washed the sand and did not become muddy. Instead, it turned into a tumbling yellow river full of sand.

  As the rain got bigger and bigger, the small rivers merged deeper and deeper. From small puddles and small streams, they merged into small lakes, and the tributaries merged into the main trunk. The water on the streets merged into a long river. If you encounter a small raised stone, another layer of waves like snow will come up.

  The people staying in the house, Kyushu, sitting on the clouds, is like this. You don’t need to move to see the waves and magnificence of the Yellow River.

   Kyushu is also holding a handful of lotus flowers, pink, red, purple, yellow... colorful. This lotus was given to Kyushu by the owner of the lotus pond that day, and even if it was picked, it could still bloom day and night for five or six days.

  Not to mention that Kyushu has inserted the flower stems on the clouds in the past few days, so that it can drink the water in the clouds and the clouds "steal" the nutrients from the sky from the ground. At the same time, Dashu provided the necessary light and heat to the lotus.

  The huge flowers are about to bury Kyushu in them, but Kyushu is still indulged in the fragrance of the flowers, unwilling to dig out of the flowers.

In the pergola of a village in Yunxia, ​​nearly half of the villagers gathered around a cauldron, took large bowls from their homes, filled them with seasonings, and sat in a place where the wind could hardly carry the rain in, and put the iron around them. Pour the pot of beef and mutton into the big pot.

Not far away, a group of children were rushing to eat the pineapples. They were eager to eat. The result was that the pineapples were not eaten much. Instead, the pineapples were scattered all over the ground, and the skins were scattered all over the ground. It was wasted with muddy water. few.

Parents staring at their children were all stunned. Seeing them, they wanted to slap their children who wasted food on the ground, but they had to look at each other and put it down for the time being. Next black account.

  If this group of children don’t know how to converge after a while, I’m afraid it will be uncomfortable when they return home after the dinner. It is hard to guarantee that most of the stream running at the entrance of the village will not be taken up by their tears!

  Fortunately, the parents are willing to save face for them outside, and a group of children know how to accept it when they see it well. As the parents’ calls sounded, they hurriedly cleaned up the mess on the ground. Some were pierced by the thorns on the skin or leaves, and some almost stepped on the skin that was just thrown and fell. It's like making all the parents laugh!

   Gathered to eat hot pot lively, helped the parents pick up dishes, and then played tricks and acted like a coquettish. Sure enough, the sorrow that the parents had hidden in their eyes was wiped off, and it should be fine when they returned home.

  Looking at Kyushu, I remembered that when I was about to go to elementary school, one time when I was playing, I accidentally used my mother’s lesson plan as paper for me to play with. He tore off two pages and folded a paper airplane.

  Go out and fly farther than the friends. Even though I won the game, the plane fell into the mud puddle. There was no way to get it.

  He ran home crying, and found that my mother was torn two pages because of the lesson plan, very anxious and a little angry.

At that time, Kyushu was blowing her nose and crying stupidly, coquettishly, apologizing, and finally extinguished her mother like those children, while wiping her nose and tears, coaxing her. She was telling her the truth.

  Thinking about it, Kyushu is homesick again...

  　Knowledge link: [related knowledge mentioned in this chapter (including some extensions)]

  　　 three summers

  　　①When it rains three times

  　　 Great Summer Customs

  　　①Drink Shuyang

  　　②Eat pineapple

  　　[Part of the information comes from the Internet, and is made by self-integration and interpretation]

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