Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

Jiuxiang Mountain.

It's summer, and heavy rains always come very suddenly, making people very unprepared.

One second the sun was shining brightly and the heat was unbearable. The next second, the heavy dark clouds in the sky gathered on the top of the mountain.

There was lightning and thunder, and strong winds swept through.

The wind with the cool summer temperature is like the roar of a giant, blowing across the mountains.

The trees in the mountains were shaken by the wind, and the weeds on the ground were blown straight.

The sultry heat on the ground was blown away, followed by a sudden cooling.

It was cold, and the rain fell, drop by drop, and then poured down.

It was raining heavily and the thunder was thunderous.

The sky, which was originally clear and clear, is now completely dark, as if the end of the world is coming, with flying sand and rocks, and the sky is no longer visible.

On TV, the weather forecast station was broadcasting news about the passage of the typhoon.

The fan made a squeaking sound. In the quiet and deserted shop, the sound was not loud, but it was already covered by the thunder outside.

The sky was dark and the thunder was like a drum.

When the rain poured down, pedestrians on the small streets in the town walked hurriedly, shouting, and rushed home.

The local accent is simple, not standard Mandarin, but it makes people feel close to each other.

I have the peace of mind and peace of living in this small town.

When it rains heavily, it quickly gathers and flows down the sloping roads between towns.

In a small clothing store, after sending away the last customer who had custom-made clothes, the owner of the store put down the tape ruler, leaned over, and simply recorded the customer's measurements on a notepad.

The movements are quick and neat.

The light outside was dim, even during the day, it was like night, and the scenery in the distance could not be seen.

It was raining heavily, and heavy raindrops fell on the ground outside the shop.

Raindrops splashed, and the humidity spread to the shop.

The light was dim. After writing down the dimensions, she went to turn on the light in the shop.

An ordinary incandescent light bulb hangs in the center of the shop.

The bright light instantly illuminated the shop and the owner of the tailor shop.

Beautiful and extremely touching.

She was wearing a bright red cheongsam, embroidered with golden peony flowers and grass patterns, and the soft collar was attached to her white neck. Under the light, her figure was full and curved.

Gorgeous and charming.

She is a beautiful woman, the long skirt of her cheongsam blocks her knees.

The other side is spread high to a third of the thigh, and the white and slender long legs are looming.

She has a small face as big as a palm, red lips and skin, and her long hair is simply tied into a bun with a wooden hairpin.

The fine strands of hair between the temples fell down softly. She wore beautiful gold-framed glasses, her eyes were lowered, and a red mole under her left eye added to her charm.

Quietly, he was looking at his notepad.

No matter how hard the rain fell outside the shop and how loud the thunder was, it was as if they couldn't be heard.

Wei Wei smoothed her slim and beautiful cheongsam and sat in front of the sewing machine.

From time to time, I write ticks in the notebook to arrange the order of making clothes in the past few days.

If you need something urgently, please arrange it in advance.

It was raining heavily outside, and most of the villagers in the town rushed home.

Only occasionally a few tourists without umbrellas hurried past and got wet.

Seeing that other shops were in a hurry to close their doors, only this exquisite-looking shop had not yet moved. In order to avoid the rain, the few tourists hesitated and ran in.

The wet shoes immediately brought water into the shop, leaving a few messy footprints.