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Spring rain


The sky is gray, not as clear as usual; the sun father is covered by dark clouds, not as dazzling as usual. The number of pedestrians on the road is gradually decreasing, not as busy as usual. I know that a spring rain is coming.

It’s coming, it’s dripping underground, “drip, drip” Did you hear it? That is its voice, it is transparent, it seems to be the tears of the sky; it is lingering, even the sound of tapping the earth is light, just like "dropping", playing the spring music, like a The first cheerful and loud ensemble; it is a sprinkler that continuously waters the city. It is a tear, a piece of music, a sprinkler, and it is a spring rain.

After the rain, the ground was already moist; the grass on the side of the road washed the soil and became more green; the pines and cypresses were replaced with a green shirt, gently swaying in the breeze. The flowers in the grass are moistened by the rain, and become bright and beautiful, like colorful gems; peach trees and pear trees are washed by the spring rain, and the flower buds on the branches seem to be drumming a lot; the willows by the lake The buds on it seem to have grown a lot, like rushing to grab water.

The spring rain washed away the dust. The place where it passed was so fresh, the air was so fresh, and the spring rain washed the earth clean. This spring rain has brought us an unparalleled wealth: the vegetables, fruits and crops in the farmland are no longer dry, the air is no longer dry, and the city is purified...

Spring rain, spring rain, you are sweet, you are the savior of the arid area, the humidifier in the city, is my favorite.

First day: Wang Xinyi

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