大地严重地干旱了。庄稼在盼雨,一切有生命的东西都在盼雨。这一天,天空响起了一声春雷,无数小雨点儿听到雷声,仿佛战士听到出征的号角,从四面八方集合起来,准备给干渴的大地来一场甘霖。有一个小雨点儿在集合的路上被一朵遨游天空的白云拦住了。“小雨点儿,”白云悠闲地问,“你急急忙忙要去干啥?” The earth is in a serious drought. The crops are waiting for rain, and all living things are waiting for rain. On this day, the sky sounded a spring thunder, numerous thunderstorms heard thunder, as if the soldier heard the expedition of the horn, gathered from all directions, ready to thirsty earth to a ganache. A raindrop stopped by a cloud of white clouds on the road of the gathering. “Rain, ” Bai Yun leisurely asked, “What are you hurrying to do? ”