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“三月里的小雨淅沥沥沥下个不停,三月里的小溪哗啦啦啦流个不停……”,这是很久以前非常流行的一首歌,唱这首歌的人叫刘文正,每到三月我的脑海里总会自然地冒出它的旋律。小时候不喜欢下雨,总以为“春雨贵如油”是一句莫名其妙的话。慢慢地长大,慢慢地懂得了什么叫诗意,什么叫浪漫,什么叫情调。读朱自清先生的《春》,那里面对春雨的描写让人陶醉。“雨是最寻常的,一下就是三两天。可别恼,看,像牛毛,像花针,像细丝,密密地斜织着,人家屋顶上全笼着一层薄烟。树叶子却绿得发亮,小草也青得逼你的眼。傍晚时候,上灯了,一点点黄晕的光,烘托出一片安静而
“The drizzle in March drifts off and on, the creek in March splashes around ...” It was a very popular song long ago and the man who sang this song was Liu Wenzheng, Every March my mind will naturally come up with its melody. Do not like to rain when I was a kid, I always thought that “Spring is your oil” is a baffling thing. Slowly grow up, slowly understand what is poetic, what is romantic, what is the mood. Read Mr. Zhu Ziqing’s “Spring”, where the description of Spring Rain intoxicating. "The rain is the most common, what is thirty-two days. But do not worry, look, like ox hair, like flower needles, like filaments, densely weaved, people covered with a thin layer of smoke on the roof. But the green is shiny, the grass is also green forcing your eyes in the evening, the lights, a little yellow halo of light, express a quiet and