淅淅沥沥落在池里,泛开涟漪,雨,就这样来了。慢慢地,水面上泛起一层薄雾,为小荷笼上一层轻纱。我一直这样认为——夏雨就是夏季的灵魂。夏季的雨水无疑是清凉的,洗去烈日的灼热,为夏季增添一丝芬芳。池塘上泛开的一圈圈涟漪,像是杂乱无章的鼓点,可那却是夏雨独有的节奏,不然塘中的小荷也不会跟随这节奏与夏雨共舞。一把小伞静静立在荷塘边, Plum falling in the pool, rippling pan, rain, so come. Slowly, a layer of mist on the water surface, a layer of light veil cage. I always think so - Xia Yu is the summer soul. The summer rain is undoubtedly cool, wash away the scorching hot sun, add a touch of summer fragrance. Panning in the pond in a circle of ripples, like chaotic drums, but it is the only summer rain rhythm, or Xiao Tong in the pond will not follow this rhythm and summer rain dance. A small umbrella standing quietly beside the lotus pond,