放学后,操场上一下子安静下来,只听见雨点滴滴答答的声音。我撑着伞,听着风和雨的应和声,不紧不慢地朝校门口走去……突然,眼前的一幕让我怔住了:一只蝴蝶在雨中不停地挣扎,它想奋力飞翔,但雨点总是无情地击打在它的翅膀和身体上,使它一会儿在高处飞,一会儿在 After school, the playground suddenly quiet, only hear the sound of rain ticking. I hold an umbrella, listening to the wind and rain should be the harmony, slowly toward the school gate walk ... ... Suddenly, the immediate scene let me startled: a butterfly kept struggling in the rain, it wants Struggled to fly, but the raindrops always ruthlessly hit it on its wings and body, causing it to fly for a while and then for a while