I was very happy to write last summer.

Summer is always unpredictable, which surprises you at one moment and takes you by surprise at the other.

Two days ago, there was a big sun hanging high in the sky, but in the gap between a cup of tea, dark clouds have covered the whole sky. After a while, the rain poured down without warning, and it was raining heavily. I stretched out my hand carefully, and the rain that had been sleeping for many days finally breathed a sigh of relief and patted my palm heavily. My instinctive reaction was that I immediately withdrew my hand.

I like this feeling. I don't know why, maybe it was too hot a few days ago, which made me a grumpy "cat" (I hate cats very much), so I want a rain to wash away my troubles. At this time, people often listen to some lyric songs, and I am loyal to rock and roll. I listen to Linkin Park and C most. N .Blue's song, when the whole world is crying, I am still happy. I've been hoping that this "fine weather" can last, so let me play for a few more days.

In the morning, I was awakened by a cold wind. I tried to open my hazy eyes and found that the world was exceptionally fresh and the vegetation was greener. The drizzle covered it with a layer of white gauze, which made people unable to bear to destroy it. I opened the window as much as possible to let the falling rain fall on the desk. The green tea made on the table last night, I drank it without thinking. This feeling is really comfortable!

Suddenly I understand why I like this feeling:

Drink a pot of green tea, dilute fatigue, and beg for a pure land of mind. ...