“好雨知时节,当春乃发生。随风潜入夜,润物细无声。”走在放学的路上,看着绵绵的细雨,我情不自禁地大声吟诵起这首诗来。春天的雨真美呀!像牛毛,像花针,像银丝儿,在空中密密地斜织着。春风一吹,雨丝纷扬,好像天地间扯起了一匹迷迷蒙蒙 “Good rain to know the season, when the spring is happening. Sneaked into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.” "Walking on the way to school, watching the drizzle, I can not help but chant out the poem aloud. The rain in spring is so beautiful! Like oxen, like a flower needle, like a silver silk, weave it diagonally in the air. Spring breeze, rain silk, like between heaven and earth pulled a fancy