高中英語作文：雨的雜想

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　　Another year is clear. Sitting alone in the classroom, I am with a cold noon. At this time, it was rainy, fine, gently knocked on a thin glass window, and the shape of the rain was blocked, but the aura and clear, but it was like it. The legendary soul is detached from the body. The rain is also a soul, or it is not the kind of breath that we have smashed thousand of years. "The water is sunny, the mountain is empty and rain is also quite." A "odd" word, Mr. Su Dongpo! I took a case. I have never like rain, like the rain simultaneously, because the arrival of the rain is also with the fog. The fog shrouded the world of our survival, the same fans, fog fans in the appearance, life fans in the inner layer. Such two combinations will make people thoroughly abandon their thoughts, with only visual, smell, and touch, human self-righteous thinking, no use. This is also the "odd", and the strange is beautiful, and the strange is in its unable to refill. People are always forwarded for mysterious things, and this yearning will create beautiful existence. Just like a mysterious "Red Man Dream", maybe just because the latter half of the manuscript is lost, there is only a red study to explore the existence of beauty. When people first, it is a mystery, guess itself, in the face of this Cangnai? We only have quietly contained it, penetrate. I like rain, so I don't refuse rain.

　　Just like there is no special feeling about the umbrella. If there is no pedestrian and doubtful attention on the street, I will ride my bicycle to my own affection. With the gentle moist and moist my hair, let the raincoine junk into my shirt, and take my cheek to stir the burst of cool. Why is there a wet clothes? What is haired? People have naturally come from natural, others are just outside. In this way, there seems to be a bit "floating as independence, feathering and depends". Rain is such a poetic pain, in the rain, the rain of the rain is melted, the surrounding hustle begins to ripple, slowly emerged, the West Lake of Tang Dynasty, the cherry green willows by the lake are flutter. Rain and fog intensity to pull the distance of the short year. Because the modern high civilization is shallow, the whole world seems to be ill vacted to a blank, waiting for our memories to make up. Memory can be distant inheritance. We can take advantage of our vision from afar to take boat on the river in front of you.

　　From the 10,000-year accumulation, please have a great poet, a song. With you, as long as you like, you can get rid of the green flower of a lake, you haven't seen anything else, and we have a rare confusion. "Chunshi Bi Bi Tian, u200bu200bthe paintings listen to the rain" is the spirit of my heart. The elegant boat with a leaf of the boat can be more than the quadrant boat that is a big ship that is very popular. Is it a rain in my dream? Dream in the rain? Gently rainy silk patted a sweet dream, swaying slightly. In the imitation of the boy in the distant era, it gently patted a shallow young baby, slowly entered the fairy tale from the warm breath. There is a woman in the dream to look back to you, the smile is like a winter sun, the peach blossom side of the West Lake, orA thick rain, no age, no purpose, only beautiful.You wake up, but there is no meeting, leaving only the spring rain in Sha sand.Outside the city, the moon is empty.So you attributed her to the rain tonight, and I was in the lake filled with duckweed.It is a little melancholy in the rain.No wonder foggy.The rain began to make white gas on the glass window.Oh, you have to go to class.I can't help but think of Ireland's coffee and there is a beautiful story behind it.Whiskey plus coffee, blending the taste of tears and thoughts, but this love is finally at all.Like a Farewell, and two parallel gold wires on the cup.Or the rain is also!For a story, she began a crying for thousands of years.