Prose through summer dusk
Turn on Moji Weather, and high temperature warnings are frequently issued. The high temperature of 36 to 7 degrees continues, the hot and somewhat soft road surface, the hurried flow of people, the flying dust, and the whining sound of the air conditioner make People's moods are also so disturbed, almost suffocating.
In the evening, there was occasionally a slight breeze blowing. Walking in the fields in the southern suburbs, the seedlings are wilted on the ground, and some have withered. The light yellow cucumber flowers, purple eggplant flowers, and light cyan bean flowers have lost their freshness. In the heat, they struggle to nurture their fruits. Cicada screamed hoarsely, like a helpless call.
The weeping willows on the ground could not withstand the intrusion of drought, and their leaves fell leisurely. A fresh life withers away in the originally vibrant time, and becomes silent and goes away little by little in the rolling heat wave.
Although the flowering period of that pomegranate tree was delayed, it could not withstand the continuous drought and high temperature, and it fell red. I gently picked up a petal, which still had a faint fragrance, and my heart tightened. The fate of this flower is very much like our life. Flowers bloom and fall, and the blooming youth passes by in the rushing years. Who has the power to stop it? Survival of the fittest, flowers bloom and fall, who can change this eternal law?
Dawn, after all, insisted on a slight coolness, so she gave up the habit of long-distance running in the morning, polished the manuscript that had been put aside for a long time, and processed the messages, information, and comments on several websites.
In order to escape the heat, I started a 20-kilometer-a-day summer trip a few days ago. Every evening, as the sunset glow recedes, I ride along Kaiyuan Road and enter the Qili River Green Corridor to the west. It is like a distribution center escaping from summer. Thousands of citizens come to the long river bank, surrounded by green spaces, riversides and pavilions paved with white marble, slowly escaping from the heat and humidity in the hazy night. Landscape lights and lawn lights emit light yellow and light green respectively, which complement the quiet water surface and create a cool color. The long and thin street lamp shines orange light on the maroon road through the shade of the trees. As the flowers and plants swayed, the lights and shadows became more blurred.
Some strangers and I rode in the same direction, sometimes overtaking and sometimes slowing down. In the quiet night, we arrived at Yudai Bridge without even noticing. Away from the city, the cool breeze blows and feels much more comfortable. Looking far into the distance, the scene of the South-to-North Water Diversion Project is as hot as summer, and the construction is going on against the clock as expected. The completion of this epoch-making project, which has attracted worldwide attention, will definitely change the living environment of the Chinese people, turn thin soil into fertile farmland, and bring clear springs to people's homes. By then, the vegetation in summer may no longer be gray and yellow, and the tiny lives will thrive under the nourishment of the southern water. The vast earth is no longer dry and cracked, and the creatures on the earth may not leave us in this originally crazy season.
As the night gradually grew darker, we headed back to the steel intersection. The car broke down and we were walking home. Midnight is approaching, and the crowds just now have dispersed. Only the quiet water surface is left, sparkling against the backdrop of lights from far and near. A lonely streetlight sticks to the purple road deep into the East Ring Road. I am asking: In this midsummer, why is the summer rain always late, and even so stingy? Let those living lives suffer and even wither.
At this time, there was another message reminder, and the meteorological department issued a heavy rain warning.
Looking at the sky, it is so blue and dotted with stars. Is there any sign of rain?