天空中烟雨细雨 ,这些日子 ,我心灵的天空也飘落着绵绵细雨。前不久 ,我的一个好朋友和我分别了 ,她到贵阳念书去了 ,当我们把她送到车站时 ,她告诉我们 ,贵阳很大很大 ,条件也很优越 ,那里有这里没有的天空 ,可是那里却找不到她心灵的那片绿洲———故乡的亲切。我们 The sky was rainy, rainy, and rainy. These days, my heart’s sky was still raining. Not long ago, a good friend of mine and I were separated. She went to Guiyang and went to school. When we sent her to the station, she told us that Guiyang is big and big, and the conditions are also very good. There is no sky here. , but there can not find the oasis of her soul - the hometown of the kind. we