雨像筛子似的从天上往下泼,一连下了四天三夜,仍不见晴。房老凿睡不着,推开了房门,扑进了一片风雨中。雨哗哗地下着,他嘴里咕哝了一句:“老天爷,别再下了,怕是白狼河堤抗不住了。一旦决了堤,白石煤矿可就遭殃了。”回到屋,他咳嗽了一阵子。老伴嗔怪地说:“你不好 Rain like a sieve like splashing from the sky, a row for four days and nights, still not seen clear. Old chisel can not sleep, opened the door, rushed into a storm. The rain rang underground, his mouth mumbled: ”God, do not go down, afraid of the White Wolf embankment could not resist. Once the decision of the embankment, Baishi coal mine may suffer.“ ”Back to the house He coughed for a while. His wife blamed: "You are not good