乡村,满山披绿,青草遍地。空气清新,天空明净。枝头上,鸟儿欢呼雀跃:小路上,羊儿步伐轻快:庭院里,鸡儿悠然觅食……渐渐地,渐渐地,我身不由己地由喧嚣的城市“穿越”到了清明的乡村。雨中嬉戏“吧嗒,吧嗒”瓢泼的大雨温柔地变成零零星星的小雨滋润着宁静的小乡村。撑起一把雨伞,漫步田埂,晶莹的雨滴在伞上顽皮地滚动。不知不觉,我的心也随之舞动。斜伞仰望,天空高远深邃,宛如缥缈仙女那一汪 Village, covered with green mountains, grass everywhere. Fresh air, clear sky. On the branches, the birds cheered: On the trail, the goats walked lightly: In the yard, the chickens laid their heads for food ... Gradually, gradually, I involuntarily “crossed” the bustle of the city to the clear countryside . Play in the rain “clatter, clatter clatter ” pouring rain gently into the sporadic rain moist quiet small village. Prop up an umbrella, stroll Tian 埂, crystal raindrops rolling architecturally on the umbrella. Unconsciously, my heart will also dance. Slope umbrella look up, the sky lofty deep, like a fairy fairy tale that Wang