“沙沙沙——”天还未晓,外面就奏起了曼妙的春雨之歌。呵,多么轻快!我心想着走出家门——并无一星半点的浪漫与诗意,唯一片阴郁罢了。我失望地收回目光,哎,大概是春误了行程,还未到吧。正想着,突然,视野里出现一个人——她衣衫褴褛,鸡窝一般的头发里还夹杂着一些枯黄的野草。兴 “Rustle - -” days have not yet known outside, played a graceful spring rain song. Oh, how brisk! I was thinking of getting out of my home - not the least bit of romance and poeticness, the only melancholy. I am disappointed to recover the eyes, hey, probably the spring of the wrong trip, yet to come. Just thinking, suddenly, there is a person in the field of view - she was ragged, chicken nest hair is usually mixed with some yellow grass. Hing