雨停了,望向窗外,天空像是被洗过一样,清新透亮,草木上都噙着晶莹的雨珠,像一滴滴喜泪;阳光照耀,又像颗颗晶莹的明珠在闪亮。我不禁站在门口,轻轻用鼻子吸了几口,雨后清新的空气,大地散发着淡淡的芳香,沁人心脾。真没想到苦雨孤灯之后,还有如此美丽的图画。丝丝凉意上背,刚要转头回去拿衣服,忽然四周的光线一变,许多都隐在暗中了,唯有墙上一张油画显得很 The rain stopped and looked out of the window. The sky was like being washed. It was fresh and translucent. The raindrops on the vegetation were all covered with crystal raindrops. Like the tears of tears, the sun shone. It was like a shining pearl. I can not help standing in the doorway, gently sucking a few mouthfuls of nose, fresh air after the rain, the earth exudes a faint aroma, refreshing. I really did not expect such a beautiful picture after the sorrow of the bitter rain. The coolness on the back, just to turn back to get clothes, all of a sudden change of light around, many are hidden in the dark, only a painting on the wall is very