二月的晴空倾倒的是三月的谷雨。在那个春雨迷蒙的午后,我随我的朋友去马路的那一头买挂件。细小的雨丝深深地浸透了柏油马路。地上的尘埃扫尽,没有任何一汪脏水污渍;昔日的繁华扫尽,没有一点车水马龙的回音。我们感受到一种清新的幸福。伴着舒畅的心情,我和朋友们谈得很投机。 The sunny skies in February dumped the March rain. In that misty afternoon, I bought accessories with my friend on the street. Small rain rain soaked deeply into the asphalt road. The dust on the ground was swept away. There were no dirty stains on the surface of the river. The flourishing sweeps of the old days did not make any noise. We feel a refreshing happiness. With a good mood, my friends and I talked very speculatively.