一雷阵雨刚过,洪水就下来了。黄褐色的波浪翻滚着,裹挟着树枝、乱草急泻而下,浑浊的有些黏稠。每次洪水下来时,总会发出轰鸣,今天真是奇怪,一点声音也没有。哎呀,洪水里怎么漂浮着莲花,是三朵,透明的三朵,亮晶晶的,在雨后灰蒙蒙的背景下,很显眼,漂着漂着,一朵却被一个漩涡卷了进去,不见了踪影。李想正看得出神,脚一软,一个趔趄,原来脚下的土坎被洪水涮空了,李想和垮掉的 A thunderstorm just passed, the flood is down. Tawny waves tumbling, clinging to the branches, chaos grass plunging down, some cloudy viscous. Every time the flood comes down, there is always a roar, it is really weird today, and there is no sound at all. Gee, how floating in the flood Lotus, is three, transparent three, shiny, in the gray background of the rain, very conspicuous, floating, a was rolled into a whirlpool, disappeared. Li would like to see God, a soft foot, a staggering, the original ridge at the foot of the flood rinse, and Lee would like to collapse