Autumn rain

One cool autumn morning, everything seemed to be immersed in love and gentleness. I lay by the small window, waiting for an autumn rain. I remember when I was still in my hometown, every time the autumn rain came, I would sit by the window made of mahogany, looking up at the garden, watching each raindrop fall. Each drop, each drop slowly pattered on the green leaves. The rain happily played with the custard apples that were opening their eyes, the plump persimmons, and the grapefruits that were about to ripen. All the ripe fruits contained the excitement of the children in the countryside.

My mother said that it was thanks to the autumn rains that the fruits could be more succulent and ripe for the upcoming fruit season. Suddenly, I loved the autumn rain more than anything. At that moment, the image of the Mid-Autumn Festival fruit tray appeared in my mind. "Rain, hurry up and make the fruits ripen" - I cupped my hands and whispered. The rain seemed to look back at the ten-year-old boy, smiling, then suddenly playing hide-and-seek, dissolving into the gaps between the leaves, falling down and melting into the ground, to my regret.

Taking advantage of the drizzling autumn rain, my mother went to the field to carry rotten straw to fertilize the tree roots so that the trees would flourish and bear fruit in season. The straw, fertilized by the rain, would stick more tightly to the roots and slowly decompose, creating a layer that would retain moisture and prevent weeds from growing. Looking at my mother diligently working, wiping away the raindrops from her face, I felt a sense of peace spread out. Peace came from the beloved home, from the love and care my mother gave me, and from the cool autumn raindrops on my mother's forehead.

The autumn rain makes the cosmos flowers in my garden compete to grow and slowly bloom. The soft, light pink petals are extremely simple but also very proud when fluttering in the autumn rain. It is also the flower that my grandmother loves. She said that she loves the gentle beauty of cosmos flowers and the deep meaning of loyalty hidden in the legend of this flower. Cosmos flowers symbolize strength and resilience for anyone who overcomes adversity.

Sometimes in the race against time, we unintentionally forget the simple things. I can't remember how long it's been since I've had a moment to watch the autumn rain like this. Maybe it's been a long time. I blame myself for being careless, forgetting my old hobbies, letting myself get caught up in the rush of life. Luckily, at this moment, I realized and enjoyed the happiness of the autumn rain.

It's just autumn raindrops but I feel so peaceful inside...