After a night of noise, the baptism of rain is finally over. Pushing open the door, a fresh air came to my face, mixed with unknown flowers on the roadside, and echoed in my mind instantly. The morning after the rain is so refreshing!
My father and I went to the river to see the pepper trees at home.
On the ridge of the field, the water drops still stuck on the striking green grass, like a snail who just woke up, reluctantly slipped down the back of the grass and fell into a small puddle on the side of the road, making a crisp sound, echoing the cool wind and running water.
Approaching the river, I suddenly found that the river was clearer after the rain! The original dark green has turned into a cheerful and lively cyan. The running water is tinkling and singing, and the water plants are swinging rhythmically by the river, like a group of beautiful women dancing gracefully. The most interesting thing is those naughty river shrimps. They poked their heads around, swam out of the hole one by one with their backs to the aquatic plants, full of energy, bent their bodies into bows ready to go, turned their tails into bowstrings, whistled lightly and accurately at the aquatic plants, and began their delicious morning banquet. Just as I was admiring the greedy shrimp, I suddenly found a crab lying flat on the stone on the river bank, motionless, with an armored shell next to it. Oh, so this crab sleeps naked!
When I came to the pepper field, it was a spectacular sight! Zanthoxylum bungeanum is full of swollen peppers and shiny peppers, like a rich dude, spoiled and flushed. The sharp thorns beside them, like loyal bodyguards, always guard their young masters faithfully and don't let anyone touch them. I tried to pick a bunch of pepper, but I didn't expect to get stung just after I put my hand in. Because I'm not wearing gloves, let them go first!
On this unforgettable morning, I took a deep breath and had a big stretch before the red sunrise. Really comfortable!