没有一滴雨,说是它造就了小溪,而正是一滴滴雨,形成了大江大河,奔腾不息。在我国第一颗原子弹爆炸成功50周年之际,扬起头来,我们的目光掠过伟人巨匠,他们如日中天,一直照耀着我们行走的前方;我们也俯下身来,看看普通人,看看那些无声无息,却形成大河的每一滴雨。一天上午,我就要走进办公楼大门时,突然从路旁高大的青杨树后走出位老人来,老人一身黑色中山装,一根拐杖拦住我“你是首长吗?”我对快步赶来的大门警卫摆摆手,“老同志你有什么事吗?”老人咧开的嘴已经看不到几颗牙,他放下拐 There is no drop of rain, saying that it created a stream, and it is a drop of rain, forming a big river, Pentium endless. At the fiftieth anniversary of the success of our first atomic bombing, with our heads up, our eyes crossed the great masters, who are in full swing in the heavens, shining in front of us, and we also leaned forward to look at ordinary people and look at those Silent, but the formation of every drop of rain in the river. One morning in the morning, I was about to enter the office building door and suddenly came out of the old man after the tall green poplar at the roadside. The old man was in a black tunic and stopped by a cane. “” Are you the head of the government? “ Step guard came waved his hand, ”old comrade what are you doing? " Old man grinned mouth can not see a few teeth, he let go