午后的这场雨将我从梦中惊醒。雨点敲打窗子的清脆声音,犹如天籁之音,触动了我每一根敏感的神经。追寻这一旋律,自然就想到了戴望舒的《雨巷》:撑着油纸伞,独自彷徨在悠长悠长又寂寥的雨巷……享不尽迷迷茫茫的心迹……这是今年的第一场春雨。经历了整整一个严冬,在那干燥的空气中穿梭奔忙了近半年,迎来这么一场春雨,怎能不兴奋呢?民谚说:“春雨贵如油!”是啊!这场春雨像母亲的乳汁滋润着大地,细看干枯的小草,仿佛能听到它咕咚咕咚一个劲儿狂饮的声音。这场春雨给天空一片清新,给大地一片希望,干燥的空气中顿时弥漫着一股淡淡的泥土的香味,一时雨 The rain in the afternoon awakened me from my dreams. The crisp sound of raindrops hitting the window, like the sounds of nature, touched each of my sensitive nerves. Pursuit of this melody, naturally think of Dai Wang Shu’s “Rain Lane”: propped oil paper umbrella, alone wandering in the long, lonely and rainy lane ... enjoy endless confusion ...... This is the first episode of this year Spring rain. Experienced a full winter, in that dry air shuttle bustle busy for nearly six months, usher in such a spring rain, how can not be excited? Civil proverb said: “spring rain as oil!” Yes! Mother’s milk moistens the earth, look at the dry grass, as if to hear it gurgling boom of crazy drinking sound. This spring rain to the sky a fresh, give the earth a hope, dry air suddenly filled with a faint smell of soil, rain