又是一个细雨绵绵的夏日,纷飞的小雨淋湿了乡间的小路,我撑着花伞,在雨中漫步,不知不觉,竟来到山前的那片草地,仿佛再次看到两个青春年少的女孩,手拉着手,在山坡的草地上尽情地奔跑,蓝天、绿草、花香、鸟语,山坡小路上洒满了她们的欢声和笑语,紧握着的双手显示着彼此的亲密,红扑扑的小脸上洋溢着世上最灿烂的微笑。跑累了,她们以天为盖以地为庐,说 It was a summer of drizzle and rain, and the drizzle of rain drowned the path of the country. I paraded through an umbrella and walked in the rain. Unconsciously, I came to the meadow in front of the mountain, as if I saw two again. Girls of young age, hand in hand, running freely on the grass on the hillside, blue sky, green grass, flowers, birds, hillside road full of their cheers and laughter, clasped hands showing each other’s closeness The red face is full of the world’s brightest smile. When they ran tired, they took days as their cover, saying