雨,淅淅沥沥地下着;风,呼呼地刮着。天地之间,像是挂上了一条宽大的珠帘。我小心地在菜园里走着,怕不小心滑一跤,怕踩着小苗儿,也怕裤子沾上泥。地上湿漉漉的,泥土粘糊糊的。微风轻轻地吹拂着我的脸庞,我感到格外清爽。我看见菜园里的小白菜长出了嫩绿的苗儿。我在雨中站了一会 Rain, lingering underground; wind, whirring blowing. Between heaven and earth, like hanging a large bead curtain. I walked carefully in the vegetable garden, afraid of accidentally slippery, afraid of stepping on the seedlings, but also afraid of pants stained with mud. Wet on the ground, slimy soil. Breeze gently blowing my face, I feel particularly refreshing. I saw cabbage in the garden grew green seedlings. I stood in the rain for a while