On the evening of last Sunday while I was reviewing my lessons in my room, it suddenly began to rain. as usual, I stopped to listen to the rhythm (韵律) of the rain. For many years, whenever it rains, I couldn’t listening to it and thinking of the garden where I spent my childhood in my hometown.
When I was a little girl, my family lived in a big house with a big garden in the countryside. The garden was full of flowers and , with some bamboo in front of the wall. Whenever it rained, I to sit in the front of the house, listening to the rhythm of the rain and watching the raindrops.
When small drops of rain fall from the heaven (天国) in a row, they became a curtain made up of pearls (珍珠); when the raindrops the ground, a lot of small sprays (水花) will splash (溅出) and then slowly.
I have been interested in watching such a scene. As the Indian poet wrote in his novel, “The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered. We are the homesick children, Mother; we come back to you from the heaven.”
Listening to the rhythm of the rain, I feel peaceful in my heart. This feeling makes me think a lot about life. We are the of the earth, and one day we will embrace (拥抱) our earth and stay with her forever (永远). Life is short and we should treasure it. Listening to the rhythm of the rain, I learn to understand the of life.
A.Surprised B.Sad C.Excited D.Angry
A.stand B.stop C.like D.think
A.leaves B.animals C.children D.trees
A.happened B.wanted C.wished D.used
A.falling B.singing C.dancing D.breaking
A.see B.get C.reach D.cover
A.come B.disappear (消失) C.cause D.rise
A.always B.never C.sometimes D.seldom
A.children B.owner C.friends D.master
A.length B.meaning C.number D.quality