Rain at Huaying Mountain Stone Forest, Guang'an, Sichuan

Rain Notes at Huaying Mountain Stone Forest When rain falls on Huaying Mountain, the stone forest becomes a flowing ink painting. Holding an umbrella and stepping into the scenic area, raindrops weave diagonally down, striking the jagged stones and splashing tiny droplets. The air is filled with the moist scent of grass and wood mixed with the crispness of stone fragments. Taking a deep breath, even the lungs feel cleansed. The gray-white stone forest blurs into hazy outlines in the misty rain. Some giant stones lie like crouching tigers, rain traces winding down the rock walls, outlining the texture of time; others spike through the clouds, raindrops hanging on the stone tips, falling like broken strings of pearls when the wind blows. Moss in the stone crevices shines wet from the rain, with varying shades of green staining the gray-white stones, becoming the most vivid brushstrokes in this ink painting. Walking on the slippery stone steps, the occasional splash of puddles underfoot blends with the rain and bird calls into a natural rhythm. Reaching the "Millennium Kiss" stones, the two leaning odd stones in the misty rain appear even more intimate, rainwater sliding down their touching edges as if their silent whispers. Distant mountains hide in the rain curtain, leaving only faint blue-green silhouettes, creating a charming contrast with the nearby stone forest. As the rain eases, sitting in the stone-viewing pavilion to rest, watching raindrops fall from the eaves, forming a crystal curtain. The stone forest becomes even clearer after the rain, each odd stone seeming to have been washed free of dust, revealing its truest form. At this moment, there is no noise from tourists, only the private conversation between rain and stone. The Huaying Mountain Stone Forest, softened by the rain, sheds its sternness and gains a touch of tenderness, inviting one to willingly immerse in this moist world and forget the way home.