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春雨“天街小雨润如酥,草色遥看近却无。”古典诗词之中,那像牛毛,那像花针,那像细丝的小雨,始终是我脑海中最美的春天图景。于是,淅淅沥沥的雨声,也就成了春天最美的音符,淅淅沥沥的音符,化作哗啦啦涌动的血液,流进干涸的大地,也时常在我胸中荡起一层层涟漪。花是春的使者,雨是春的灵魂。杜甫在《春夜喜雨》中说:“好雨知时节,当春乃发生。随风潜入夜,润物细
Spring rain ”days of the street drizzle Rurunsu, the color of the grass away but near nothing.“ Among the classical poetry, it is like ox, that like a flower needle, it is like a filament of light rain, always my mind the most beautiful spring picture. As a result, the rainy rain, it has become the most beautiful spring notes, rhythmic notes, into a splash of blood surging, flowing into the dry earth, but also often in my chest dizzy layers of ripples. Flower is the messenger of spring, rain is the soul of spring. Du Fu said in the Spring Festival Night Hi rain: ”Good rain to know the season, when spring is happening.