细雨如丝,如夏夜之眸,下过这场雨,夏天就悄然而至了。夏天是个青春的时节,草木葱郁,阳光灿烂,它让我想起我的青春,有关边防的青春。17岁,夏天的黄昏,我坐在屋檐下翻一本杂志,雨水在我面前成串成串地掉着链子,花园里长着各色花木,草莓鼓着花苞,绿萝鲜翠欲滴。我一直认为,雨水打在树叶上的感觉是痛的,不,应该是那种淡淡的痛。高考毕业,我蒙头大睡了三天,一 Drizzle like silk, such as the summer night of the pupil, under the rain, the summer quietly arrived. Summer is a youthful season, lush vegetation, sunny, it reminds me of my youth, the youth of border defense. 17 years old, the evening of summer, I sat under the eaves of a magazine, rain in front of me in a string falling chain, garden with colorful flowers, strawberry drum, green radish. I always think that the feeling of rain hit the leaves is painful, no, it should be the kind of touch of pain. Graduated from the college entrance examination, I Mongolia head big sleep for three days, one