“随风潜入夜,润物细无声”。四月是雨的季节,将其称作水月也不足为过,柳絮随风在空中飘飞,丝丝细雨斜织而下,打湿了青石板桥,打湿了小草刚露出土地的头,打湿了翩舞蝴蝶扇动的翅膀。雨露,就这样消然存在于人们的生活之中。走在校园中的林荫道上,雨滴轻轻地落在路边的小草上,才冒芽,显然青翠欲滴,而雨露把它们 “Sneaked into the night wind, moisten things silently”. April is the rainy season, it is not enough to call it the moon, catkins fly in the air with the wind, slender twill and weaving, wet Qingshi Banqiao, wet grass has just exposed the land The head, wet Pina dance butterfly wings. Rain, so naturally exist in people’s lives. Walking in the avenue on campus, raindrops gently fall on the grass on the roadside, just sprouting buds, apparently verdant, and rain to them