雨下来了。下大了。街上行人仓皇奔走,候车站的站牌下,挤满了避雨的人们。云撑着大大的,有细碎的淡蓝花骨朵的雨伞,右手牵小女儿,在纷纷扬扬的夏雨中慢慢地行走。猝不及防地女儿不知怎的绊了一个踉跄,云还来不及把持稳当,女儿就结结实实地摔了下去,溅起好大一片水花,女儿愣了片刻,“哇”的一声大哭起来。云也有片刻的呆立——在忙不 The rain is down. It’s big. Pedestrians rushed down the street, waiting for the stop of the station, packed with people sheltering from the rain. The cloud is propped up by a large, light blue umbrella, and the youngest daughter is holding her right hand and walking slowly in the rising summer rain. Unconsciously, the daughter did not know how to take advantage of her. Somehow, the cloud was too late to hold her steady. The daughter fell down in a solid manner and splashed with a splash of water. The daughter froze for a moment and “wow” burst into tears. Clouds also have a moment’s sleep - not busy