The beginning of spring

the rain at this time is always calm and soft, and it is not embarrassing for people to go its way.

after the sting, the rain came. At this time, the rain is the longest and densest, from the sting to the Qingming Festival.

the perception of spring in southern Fujian is not as strong as that in the north, and it is less soothing in winter. Therefore, when spring comes, the first thing people notice is the continuous rain, which we call the first day of spring, which means cold rain, damp and endless moving green.

often wake up, the familiar skylight for some unknown reason, shy as a girl, the pungent power is gone, hiding behind the curtain and refusing to come in. The room was gray and indifferent, and the morning at seven or eight o'clock was not as bright as it used to be, and people guessed that it was probably raining.

all night, I was cooped up in the quilt and could not hear it at all. When I got out of bed and stood on the balcony, all I could see was a soft waxy milky white, like soaking in the rice washing water that had been cleared again. The spring scene is hidden in it, just like through the frosted glass, the tree is gray-green, it is not clear whether it is water, fog, or cloud.

the rain at this time is always calm and soft, and it is not embarrassing for people to go its way.

the torrential rain of summer hits the body, and its Beast painting style with wanton bright background is too dazzling. By contrast, the rain of spring is a dense and fine meticulous painting sketched on cooked silk, which is as secret as pores, and the skin is covered with fluffy droplets of water, slowly seeping in with body temperature, like people in love for the first time. each other's lips against the lips, inadvertently trembling, hot and sweet.

Spring rain is almost silent. Of course, it also has its voice, and if you don't want to listen to it, it takes a lot of patience to capture one or two.

the sound of rain is first brought by the wind, from far to near. Rustling many silkworms eat mulberry leaves, which is the fine sound of rain beating bamboo leaves. The stream gurgles down the diversion tube, which is Qingyue formed by mountain springs mixed with Rain Water. A pot of mountain tea bought a few days ago was knocked open one night, and it was a cry of rain falling in the mud. There are many long-lost sounds in the ear, the loose sound of bamboo shoots turning the earth, the flapping of sparrows flapping their wings, the crackling of a few bauhinias falling from the branches, and the ticking rain in front of the eaves connected with many tiny sounds that used to be thought to be ordinary but easy to ignore, constantly amplifying the sound, and the hustle and bustle of the spring market began.

in spring, the mountains wake up, and the rain looks best at this time.

trees begin to bud. The mountains of Fujian are green all year round, but they are divided into sparse and luxuriant. There were few reeds left last year, and after the re-scrubbing of the rain, the mountain's color changed from greenish green to green bamboo. Mao bamboo brush shook off the withered and yellowing leaves, and the slightly whitish-green came out from the hollow branches and shook happily along the direction of the catkins, such as fishing nets covered with scales, dense turns of sieve and waves, neat and fine, so that they could not be seen greasy. If there are more and more emeralds in the green, it is the new green. Endless fresh green is a kind of green that moves forward tirelessly. The moss that can puff out of the water, the cuckoo crowing over the mountains, and the wooden pen with purple lanterns all belong to this green.

with the good intention of giving birth to all things in spring, Rain Water, who has saved all winter, can spend the second half of the month. The rain feet are like baby hair, thin and soft, and there is no sign of it in the almost thick shade. Occasionally, when I saw the swallows resting on the wires, they flew down for a moment, pulling a bunch of rain lines, shuttling through the fields, and among the thatched huts, the drinking cattle and the Muscovy ducks looked up one after another. In the distance, the top of the mountain is covered with fluffy fog temples and milkshake ice, collapsing and converging in the face of the wind, as if time can flow back here thousands of times before and after the avalanche.

Chestnut, eucalyptus, and Pinus massoniana all carry a thin wisp of water vapor, and when the rain becomes stronger, the water vapor accumulates into beads, string after string, like green grapes. The man stood under the tree, not paying attention, and I don't know which narrow-minded ghost played a trick. He only heard a crash, and his head was full of beads and green. Under the fence, mustard and Korean vegetables are full of water, fat, and green. After all, the soil is drenched, waiting for people to notice, mother-in-law and crucian carp gall, pea flowers and raspberries, early from the ridge of the field to the river, so delicate and Han, with a kind of unrestrained wild atmosphere. Once upon a time, the pale coir hat was changed into a transparent light blue plastic cloak, the children stepped on the water with rain shoes, the newborn chicks grew fluffy yellow hair, and the rain finally changed the style of writing, dyed torn, pear white, and plum powder, making this layer of complicated green more amiable and lovely.

people walk into the rain, scratching for the rain, and their eyebrows and nostrils itch slightly. The wind grows out of the corner, the rain breaks, and the material is chilly, which is the so-called spring cold. The warmth hidden all night, like the marshmallow shaken by the old uncle by the side of the road, fluffy and soft, licked into his mouth, suddenly huddled together and disappeared.

as soon as the train arrives, the dryness of winter disappears, and cold and wet take its place. it can be said that the winter in southern Fujian is not cold, but the most annoying thing is the dampness of continuous cold rain in spring.

the cold weather at the beginning of spring in southern Fujian is extremely abhorrent. This cold, damp for the rain, like a small electric drill, full horsepower, inch by inch to the human body, directly to the bone marrow, a little negligence, it is easy to fall rheumatism. The down jacket, which does not need to be worn in winter, appears at the beginning of spring. My friend from Shandong talked to me about the spring cold. She complained that it was too cold and there was no heating in the room, and it was painful for her to sit down for a while. I think so, thinking that she is used to the cold and dry in her hometown, and it must be difficult for her to adapt when she first comes here. Even I, a local who has lived for a long time, have to worry about the cold rain.

the first thing I perceive is the wall of the old house. One day, inadvertently looked up, the ceiling to the wall waist, grew into mildew spots, but like a dustpan and bucket on the finger, hanging in mid-air. The mildew edge fluffy hair, as if inspired by Higashiyama Kai, a little dark green, a little brown, and a little bluer, a remarkable cold melancholy. These moldy flowers have become the most interesting decorative paintings in the family.

the quilt on the bed, which has not seen the sun for a long time, the air is wrapped in tiny drops of water and seeps into the fine seams of the quilt. The cotton absorbs enough water and soaks for a long time. Yes, it's wet. It was raining outside, and the room was wet and cold, covering the body with a knife, scratching across every inch of the bone. Sleep, you have to think twice, and finally summon up the courage to get into bed or to be scared by the cold like an ice cellar. Gradually warm by the body temperature, but a pair of feet can not be warm. Wake up in the middle of the night, there is still ice on the soles of your feet to sleep with you.

wooden cabinets, wooden tables, and chairs have become moldy, dry, and simple taste to the nostrils, suddenly feel that the wood is still growing, there are rings and branches. It seems that the clothes on the shelf will never dry. After drying for three or four days, they still don't seem to be dry, so they just hang for half a month. The wall affixed to the ceramic tile is covered with beads of water droplets, knot much, flow down one by one, everyone said that the wall is sweating. The ground also seems to have been wiped by an unwrung mop, straight out of water. Southerners call such a return to the south.

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people scold the return to the south on the first day of spring, trying to cope with the endless rain and its dampness and coldness. The house keeps its doors and windows closed all day to keep out the moisture. When the person was not in the house, he turned on the fan and blew hard. In the past, clothes would be hung on a high red mud stove to dry. We always thought that the air conditioner could only be used in summer. Only when we went to college did we know that it had a heating function. Finally, one was installed at home, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief that they no longer had to worry about endless dampness and had to wear thick socks to drive away from the cold running from the heart of their feet.

move to the seaside, the return to the south on the first day of spring is much lighter, because the sea breeze blows, so the moisture escapes quickly. At night, the rain stopped, the bright water mirror on the road glowed, the sweet-scented osmanthus bloomed much more, the clusters were covered in shadow, and the millet grains of flowers fell all over the ground. People are attracted by the quiet aroma, step by step to look back, the cold rain is also a lot gentle. Of course, back home, the quilt is still astringent and helpless.

after April, the wind warms up, and the spring day is far away.