Quiet Rainy Night

Quiet Rainy Night

I don't know when to start eating, and I especially like rainy nights. I watched the "pattering" raindrops falling on the glass outside the window, slowly turning into crystal lines flowing down, gazing intently at the lightning in the rain, and the fleeting memories of the distant past also flashed through my mind.

When I was a child, I suddenly saw the rainstorm pouring in the sky. Although I didn't have an umbrella, it was OK. I rolled up my sleeves and trouser legs and rushed out of the classroom with my schoolbag on my head. On the way home, I met my mother who was receiving me with an umbrella. I was unhappy that my mother didn't give me such a manly face. At night, the fever continued unabated. My brother wore his father's military raincoat and carried me to the military health team, followed by his umbrella mother. At that moment, tears silently flowed down his raincoat, unable to tell whether he regretted or appreciated it.

After becoming a soldier, when a typhoon strikes in summer, it turns out to be my favorite thing to cheer up and go to sentry duty on rainy nights. "Step by step, braved heavy rain and a strong typhoon of magnitude 10, walked towards the outpost, allowing raindrops as big as beans to hit his face. He stood tenaciously defending the sea defense line of the motherland, watching the surging sea, and humming the lyrics of" I Love the Blue Ocean "in his heart:" I defend the sea defense line, defending the glory of the motherland... "

For many years after retirement, I have been longing for this rainy night. The young sailors, wearing navy blue helmets and dark blue raincoats in the wind and rain, standing in the small outpost of the military port wharf with steel guns, together with the towering warships, are permanently engraved in my heart.

When the rainy night comes, come to the balcony, open the curtains, listen to the rain outside, and look at the trees washed away by the rain. There is no longer the bustle and noise of the daytime city, nor the boring disputes and mundane life in the world. Find a chair, put on a piece of Schumann's "Serenade", and then have a cup of coffee. Enjoy the tranquility and peace in the rain quietly, and think about your own thoughts. It is indeed a kind of enjoyment.

It's late at night, half lying in a comfortable bed, reliving the path of life through the wind and rain with our lifelong close lover, kissing her hair in a bun, and letting the love in the rain add a touch of tenderness to our night.

In the middle of the night, I was awakened by the sound of heavy rain. I stood up in front of the window with my cloak on, and once again remembered the scene of following the commander on duty during the rainy night of the typhoon. It seemed as clear as yesterday. The dark shadow of the tree suddenly turned into a huge rock, and the sound of waves higher than the waves floated past my ears.

On the morning when I woke up, a ray of bright sunlight slid in through the gaps in the curtains. I simply got up and opened the curtains, letting the fresh air after the rain moisten my heart. At this moment, the air was sweet.

A rainbow streaks across the sky after the rain, and the colorful light makes the new day even brighter.

Like the purity of rain, like the quiet of rainy nights, let the restless heart slowly relax, learn the calm and calm in the rain, just like those leaves in the rain, washing away the dust all over your body, will only become cleaner.

                                                             ---GOMIEK RAINCOAT