It began to rain outside the window of "sasha vujacic, sasha vujacic". I unconsciously put down my pen and squatted on the windowsill to enjoy the rain outside the window. I saw the autumn rain outside the window as thin as a silver needle and transparent. After a while, the sound of rain grew louder and louder. "Sand, sand, sand", the continuous autumn rain fell on the fallen leaves full of stone steps and made strange music. The whole stone steps seem to have become a natural orchestra, playing the beautiful music of nature. I was fascinated by this music. Listening to the sound of fallen leaves being hit by raindrops, I felt more melodious and rhythmic than sand balls. After a while, the rain changed again. "Ding-dong, Ding-dong, Ding-dong" seems to be a light and lively piece of music. The continuous autumn rain slowly fell to the ground, splashing water droplets the size of sugar balls in puddles, so I thought, maybe this autumn rain is sweet? The big trees next to the house were washed clean by the rain, and the green color and crystal rain hung on their leaves, which looked so beautiful. The road from car to car was also washed clean by rain. The car passed by it, splashing like a piece of ground glass. It kept raining, and transparent bead curtains were woven outside the window. In the street, people are walking around like flowers with colorful umbrellas. The rain made the city more beautiful. I walked slowly in the yard, savoring the beauty of autumn rain and breathing the fresh air brought by autumn rain. Suddenly, a beautiful scenery caught my eye. Ah, it's New Zealand grass, which is green all year round. You see, the emerald New Zealand grass seems to shed thick grass juice when touched lightly. Let me take a closer look, oh! The grass is hung with crystal dew. It shines in the soft sunshine, just like a diamond, which makes the "green jade" more dazzling and beautiful. Suddenly, there was a clear birdsong behind him. When I looked back, it was a lovely Chinese Pulsatilla, and its black and white feathers made it feel a little free and easy. I was a little surprised and thought: are you inspired by nature and playing with nature? "Don't run, brother." I saw a pair of twins chasing and playing in the hazy drizzle, and carefree laughter welled up in my heart. I suddenly thought, am I not a Chinese Pulsatilla who came downstairs inspired by nature? Thinking of this, I raised my face and let the cold raindrops slide across my cheeks and flow into my neck. Suddenly, I seem to hear a small raindrop falling from my ear saying to me, "Listen to the sound of raindrops with your heart, and you will listen to the beauty of nature with your heart." I laughed loudly, which spread far and far in the autumn rain ... I looked around again, it was like a fire, a red rose moistened by rain; Like jade, it is New Zealand grass bathed in rain; Like a silver bell, it is the crisp and loud cry of Chinese Pulsatilla; Percussion, like percussion, is the wonderful harmony of raindrops hitting fallen leaves; Like a picture scroll, this is a beautiful nature ... Looking at it, I can't help but show a sweet smile on my lips. I can't help chanting: the Chinese rose is in bloom, and I am ashamed and suspicious of spring. White-headed birds are singing in the branches, and the phoenix trees in autumn rain are natural.