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苍穹似一把水壶,把个普陀山喷淋得碧翠如翡。雨中行船,想象中是非常诗情画意的。坐在船上,望着普天一色的雨景,听着文友们天南地北聊,心情异常晴朗。或许都是文人墨客,思路也是海阔天空,不知是谁喊了一声:今天是五月初五屈原的祭日。这一声如雨中霹雷,喧闹的船上立刻静了下来,只有大海的涛声一起一落地响着。沉默了短短的一瞬,不知是谁又发出一声长叹:可惜我们不是在汨罗江而是在去往普陀山的海上。雨声、浪声,大家沉默无声。忽然,有人大声道:“只要心中有,什么都是酒,
Like a bottle of green sky, a Putuoshan spray green like jade. Rain in the boat, imagination is very poetic. Sitting on the boat, looking at Putian all the rain King, listening to friends from all walks of life North chat, the mood is extremely sunny. Perhaps all are literati, ideas is a brighter future, I do not know who shouted: Today is the fifth day of May Qu Yuan’s festival. The sound of thunder in the rain, the noisy boat immediately quiet down, only the sound of the sea together one after another. Silent for a short time, I do not know who made another sigh: Unfortunately, we are not in the Miluo River but went to Putuoshan sea. Rain sound, sound waves, everyone silent. Suddenly, someone loudly said: ”As long as there is heart, what are the wine,