Whistle autumn, so verdant forests began impetuous, exciting for a few days, without fire, it's booming up hill and dale, colorful eyes from the flames of a prairie fire of the mountains and rivers, firework-like autumn, the land of fruits and seeds drying Roasted ripe, when I taste of autumn rain.
Autumn gives coolness, people have wanted to touch pieces of clothing to the idea of wearing it like rain, giving people hope; also different Summer Rain, gives refreshing.
Planting season, I am concerned about the advent of spring rain. I believe that the seeds do not mature lies to her land, rain, and she have the strength to prove that life is what kind of stubborn. I thirst for the scheduled arrival of spring rain, so that her dream of initiation to generate my hope.
As a result, a little coolness of the rain, but it can warm me tomorrow, I am happy, not tired of stretching of the spring rains, in the rain, I do not feel the cold, because I look forward to harvest.
Dripping in the mountains on the autumn leaves, only to boost my cold, give me what kind of hope?
Insects of the night, without a disturbed night rain, I do not know tired of insects to the dawn of free speech. My heart was in the seedlings of the body, I know, she was eager to rain watering, because of her posture if not abundance, and carries the fruit would not be fruitful.
So I can understand the feelings of seedlings, the night and the sun's scorching hot, making her even more longing rain baptism. No On rainy nights, I would half to open the window to listen to night rain priorities disorder, excessive depth of the beat in the Wo leaves, and when I gradually woke up, still able to clearly hear the rain dripping eaves, and disorderly hit the stone table, close your eyes again, I also know that under the rain has not thoroughly enjoyed themselves, Wo Ye still passionate dance.
Knock on my window lattice on the autumn, only to boost my upset, give me what kind of expectations?
When the fruit over the branches, you also need to do autumn of moisture? My expectations have been met No problem, I do love autumn? My harvest has been owned stores, Xili Lek's Choice, but also brought me What's the catch?
As a result, a long time, I always think that autumn is my product of the excess harvest season, are still sound of reaching the next autumn feeling, I would go out as much as possible the pace of recovery.
Yudabajiao sound of sobbing, chrysanthemum, and a few heavy rain wet.
瑟瑟的秋风，让青翠的山林开始浮躁，没几天的光景，不需火源，便漫山遍野的红火起来，七彩的火焰燎原望眼的山川，焰火般的秋色，将大地上的果实、种子烘烤成熟，这时我品味秋雨。
秋雨给人凉意，让人有摸件衣服就想往身上穿的想法，它不像春雨，给人希望；也不同夏雨，给人清爽。
播种的季节，我关切春雨的降临。我相信，成熟的种子没有谎言，给她土地、雨露，她就有力量证明，生命是一种怎样的顽强。我渴求春雨的如期到来，让她的梦想萌生，生成我的希望。
于是，些许凉意的春雨，却能温暖我的明天，我欣喜，不厌倦连绵的春雨，在雨中，我没有寒冷的感觉，因为，我期待着收获。
滴落在山间落叶上的秋雨，只能增添我的寒意，能给我怎样的希望？
虫鸣的夜晚，没有夜雨的惊扰，不知疲惫的昆虫，可以自由的演说到黎明。我的心却在禾苗的身上，我知道，她渴望雨水的浇灌，因为，她的体态若不丰盈，孕育的果实就不会丰硕。
于是，我能体会到禾苗的感受，夜晚的闷热与日照的骄阳，使她更渴念雨的洗礼。无月有雨的夜晚，我会半开窗，聆听夜雨缓急无序、深浅无度的敲打在禾叶上，当我渐渐的醒来，依然能清晰的听见，房檐滴落的雨水，慌乱的击打在石台上，我再闭上眼睛也知道，雨下的还没有尽兴，禾叶还在激情的起舞。
敲打在我窗棂上的秋雨，只能增添我的烦乱，能给我何种的期待？
当硕果满枝头时，还需要秋雨的滋润吗？我的期待已经得到满足啦，我爱秋雨吗？我的收获已经归仓，淅沥沥的秋雨，还能给我带来什么收获？
于是，很久以来，我一直认为，秋雨只是我收获季节里多余的产物，伸手感觉秋雨还在声声的下，我就会尽可能收回出门的脚步。
雨打芭蕉声声泣，菊花带雨几重湿。