经过了一个冬天的等待,春天终于在缓慢的节奏里悄悄探出了头,灰色的树枝染上了点点嫩绿,在煦暖的阳光下拥挤着炫耀。春雨一夜之间便湿了整个城市,正是“随风潜入夜,润物细无声”,古往今来,亘古不变。雨丝如注,雨雾如图,淅淅沥沥地敲着初春的音符。 After a winter’s wait, the spring finally quietly jumped out at a slow pace, the gray branches dyed a little bit of green, and crowded to show off in the warm sunshine. Spring rain overnight wet the city, it is “the wind sneaks into the night, moisten things silently”, from ancient to modern times, eternity. Rain wire, such as note, rain and fog, pattering early spring notes.