I heard the sound of rain.

Last morning reading was related to meditation, I wrote an article "I heard the rain". At that time, due to limited time, it could not be completed. This left a little regret in my heart, and I have been thinking about it. I have to make up for it.

At this moment, on the plane to Kuala Lumpur, I gradually feel sleepy and want to vent and have a rest. However, it is precisely because of such a short three hours that I can come down, write quietly, remember slowly, and write down the voice flowing in my heart with my heart.

0 1 It's time to go. I heard the rain.

Every time I hear Jay Chou's "Hearing the Rain" when I am alone, I feel so sad that I want to cry. I am a very emotional person, easy to move the scene, always with my own tears, a little inexplicable to add new words to say that I am worried about the little emotions inside.

Two days before I came to Semporna, I checked the local weather forecast and wrote "Thunderstorm" for several days in a row, feeling inexplicably depressed. If there is a thunderstorm, it means that all my plans are ruined and I can only cry and play with my mobile phone in the hotel.

When I was scheduled to go to Semporna, I kept asking the local Chinese Qiang Ge what was the weather like in Semporna? Brother Qiang said that he had just experienced a big typhoon and the weather was good. He could come.

Sure enough, when I arrived in Semporna the day before yesterday, it was cloudy and light, with occasional sunshine and occasional thunderstorms. Although it is not as beautiful as a sunny day, it is much better than a pure rainstorm day.

Yesterday, I met Bayao's children as scheduled in my dream. They really rowed on the jelly-like sea, and the water house built on the sea was exactly the same as in the photo. There is a water house, four children, one big and one small, two naked, standing on the upper floor of the water house, watching the cruise ships coming and going; Older children rowed at sea, performed diving for us and asked for things from tourists and tour guides on board.

Well, there is another item on the wish list of life. Thought of here, my heart was greatly satisfied, and my mouth couldn't help but rise.

At 4 o'clock last night, I was awakened by the crazy rainstorm outside the window. It rained until this morning, and it was still dripping when I caught the plane and set off for Douhu.

And I finally heard the sound of rain, which was the heavy rain I was worried about. After all, it rained when I left. It seems that a stone in my heart has also fallen to the ground.

There was only one boat left, and I heard the sound of the sea.

Every time I listen to A-mei's Listening to the Sea, I cry like complaining, and it is easy to hear internal injuries. But my love for the sea is still at the stage of "life is like seeing it first".

If there is an opportunity, I really hope to go diving in islands all over the world and enjoy a different underwater world.

Last time I went to Phuket, I saw all kinds of fish swimming around. This time, while snorkeling around Mermaid Island in Semporna, I saw a large area of coral, including blue, yellow, green and colorful small fish. In my ear, it is the murmur of the sea and my own breathing.

From snorkeling in Mermaid Island to the warship island where I stayed last time, all the other cruise ships docked, and only one of us docked.

His colleague Xiao Ting said, Listen, the sound of the waves. Yes, if you don't listen carefully, you can't hear at all. This is the sound of the sea kissing the beach again and again.

The world is noisy, but I hear my inner voice.

Listening to the "hug" of Mayday, I slept quietly in the chair. In the engine room, there were children crying and the voice of a flight attendant gently calling me up for dinner.

Woke up from my dream and ate the box lunch handed over by the stewardess.

When the plane was about to arrive at Kuala Lumpur airport, I looked at the clouds outside the window and thought, when is the next time in this beautiful paradise of Semporna?