一年盛夏,我随父母来到江南游玩。正好在乘船时碰见了下雨,那雨就像俊俏的江南,轻轻地,柔柔地飘洒着,润物如酥。倏尔,雨竟下得大了起来,前方的水路开始模糊,雾姑娘也轻轻地将自己的裙摆向天空洒去,缓缓落入水中。一切都仿佛沉在梦里,亦真亦幻。耳边传来了“嗒嗒,滴滴”的雨声。我顺着声音的方向循去,独门小院的门前放 One summer, I came to Jiangnan with my parents to play. It happened to be raining when it came to a boat. It was like a handsome southern river, gently and softly drifting.倏 Seoul, the rain actually got big up, the front of the waterway began to blur, the fog girl gently to his skirt to the sky, slowly falling into the water. Everything seems to sink in the dream, is also true illusion. Ear came “rattling, dripping ” rain sound. I followed the direction of the sound, in front of a small courtyard