雨,从屋檐上叮叮咚咚地落下来,湿了满地的阳光,闪着银色的光芒。雨持续了一个午后。到最后一节课,我的心渐渐变得急躁起来。“还不停,还不停!”我的心呼唤着,时不时便望望窗外一直在降的雨珠。时间一分一秒地过着,耳畔雨的落地声越来越响,越来越稠密。我的心也“扑扑”地跳得越来越快:“难道,我真的要冒雨回家了么?” Rain, tinkling from the eaves down, wet the sunshine, flashing silver light. The rain lasted for one afternoon. By the last lesson, my heart gradually became impatient. “Stop, stop!” My heart called, and from time to time I looked out the raindrops that had been falling outside the window. Time and time to live, the sound of the ears rain more and more loud, more and more dense. My heart also “flutter” to jump faster and faster: “Do not, I really want to go home rain?”