青春是一场雨去年7月,邻居家的孩子兴高采烈地跟我说,终于收到了向往已久的大学通知书。那个欣喜若狂的神情,挑起的眉毛,都在述说着他的骄傲。站在一旁的我,却只能在别人的光环下,暗自神伤。分数出来的那天,中午下了一场雨,连带着把我的心情都淋湿了。没错,我的分数离我自己心仪大学的最低招生分数, Youth is a rain Last July, the neighbors’ children happily told me that they have finally received the long-awaited notice from the university. That ecstatic look, raised eyebrows, are talking about his pride. Standing beside me, but only in the aura of others, secretly sad. On the day when the scores came out, there was a rain at noon, bringing my feelings wet. That’s right, my score is the lowest enrollment score from my favorite university,