“别急着躲避大雨。”对花,也是对人说的。台湾远房的大伯,虽年事已高,却极爱侍弄花草,暑期有幸在他的小屋暂居。夏天的雨总是来的那么突然,不一会儿,天边厚重的乌云千军万马一般涌来,天空一片压抑。坐在屋外的我心中一惊:“这可怎么办?”我看了看前边一排整齐的花盆,“这些木兰上周刚刚种下,暴雨会将它们冲出泥土的!”我跳下椅子,开始搬运这些幼苗,却被叔伯拦住: “Do not rush to avoid heavy rain. ” To the flowers, but also to people. The uncle of Taiwan’s far-off room, though incapable of age, is extremely fond of flowers and plants and has the privilege of temporarily staying in his cottage during the summer. Summer rain always came so suddenly, a moment later, the thick clouds of heaven and earth came in all directions, the sky was depressing. I was sitting outside the heart of a surprise: “What can I do? ” I looked at the front of a row of neat pots, “These magnolia just planted last week, heavy rain will break them out of the soil! ”I jumped off my chair and started to carry these seedlings, but I was stopped by my uncle: