The mood when it rains and snows!

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In the past two days, the arid areas in the north have finally received the long-awaited rain and snow! It can be said that "Long drought brings sweet rain"! I would like to share a piece of prose by Bing Xin - my mood when it rains and snows. My mood during rain and snow (bilingual) When the thermometer dropped to 18 degrees below freezing, we slept on the porch. The most familiar thing every night is the stars in the sky. It's just a flickering light, but I'm used to seeing each other, and if I don't see it occasionally, I feel a little longing and bored. 　　It rained and snowed all night, and there was no starlight to be seen. He and I were sitting across from each other in quilts, talking in the distance at two corners of the corridor. 　　He pointed and said: “Look at Venus rising! ”When I looked up, it was the streetlight at the turning point of the mountain road. I smiled happily and pointed to the star of light on the opposite mountain and said: “Over there is Cupid! ” 　　The more you point, the more. Scattered wind lanterns shone from the pine forest, turning them into stars in the sky. Really, in the gaps between snowflakes, you can't see the boundary between the sky and the forest. It's almost as if the lights are like stars. 　　A sincere thought turned the fake into real, and the lights seemed to float from the ground. The illusory starlight does not move, so there is no need to chase their position when you wake up in the middle of the night. 　　So there was comfort in the lonely night of rain and snow! Stars on a Snowy Night The thermometer had dropped to 18 degrees below zero, but still chose to sleep in the porch as usual. In the evening, the most familiar sight to me would be stars in the sky. Though they were a mere sprinkle of twinkling dots, yet I had become so accustomed to them that their occasional absence would bring me loneliness and ennui. It had been snowing all night, not a single star in sight. My roommate and I, each wrapped in a quilt, were seated far apart in a different corner of the porch, facing each other and chatting away. She exclaimed pointing to something afar, "Look, Venus in rising!" I looked up and saw nothing but a lamp round the bend in a mountain path. I beamed and said pointing to a tiny lamplight on the opposite mountain, "It's Jupiter over there!" More and more lights came into sight as we kept pointing here and there. Lights from hurricane lamps flickering about in the pine forest created the scene of a star-studded sky. With the distinction between sky and forest obscured by snowflakes, the numerous lamp-lights now easily passed for as many stars. Completely lost in a make-believe world, I seemed to see all the lamplights drifting from the ground. With the illusory stars hanging still overhead, I was spared the effort of tracing their positions when I woke up from my dreams in the dead of night. Thus I found consolation even on a lonely snowy night!