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雨真的很奇妙。每当空气承担不了天空的重量,雨便幻化成一个个的小精灵,前仆后继地从云朵的保护伞下四散逃离。我并不喜欢下雨,却喜欢雨。我喜欢雨的意境美。现在回想起来,许多事都是在雨中发生。曾经看过一幅很有韵致的水墨画“在一个烟雨迷蒙的江南小镇,少女撑起一把油纸伞,漫步在石桥之上……”这幅画散发出一种古朴、宁静的味道。
The rain is really wonderful. Whenever the air can not bear the weight of the sky, the rain turned into one of the elves, fled in the clouds under the umbrella to escape. I do not like to rain, but I like the rain. I like the beautiful mood of the rain. In retrospect, many things happen in the rain. Have seen a very rhyme ink painting “In a misty rainy town, the girl propped up a paper umbrella, walking on the stone bridge above ... ...” This picture exudes an ancient, quiet taste.