It is always rainy in summer in my hometown. I don't like rain, but I prefer it after rain. Clean and transparent, even the filth in my eyes disappeared.

The road to the vegetable market is muddy and bumpy, only one foot is exposed in the middle of the water, no matter how difficult it is. After all, you can't wronged your stomach and go the other way. Both roads are the same, but there are potholes, not here but there.

Wade through the mud and come to the door of the vegetable market. The open entrance is flanked by small shops. After the rain washed away, the dishes were especially fresh and white, which attracted many customers.

Just as the customer took out the money to take them home, the mud on the edge of the umbrella dripped down, splashed on the dishes and stained the whiteness. After a glance, the customer left. The peddler swore, this damn rainy day.

Further on, it is a paradise for fish. After the baptism of rain, naked fish jumped up and down, heading for the peak of Yan value, and people from the appearance association flocked to make the old man selling fish happy. "You can get a good price today."