一股寒流从北方涌来,气温下降了不少。今天又下雨了,滴答滴答……一天都没有停过。我放眼向远处望去,天空灰蒙蒙的一片。冬天的雨像牛毛,也像断了线的珍珠。雨点落在竹竿上,形成了一颗颗小水珠,亮晶晶的。我轻轻地抖动竹竿,小水珠一个接一个地落下来,投入大地妈妈的怀抱。 A cold spell came from the north, the temperature dropped a lot. It was raining again today, ticking ... never stopped in one day. I looked out to the distance, a gray sky. Winter rain like a cow’s hair, but also like a broken line of pearls. Rain drops on the bamboo pole, forming a small beads, shiny. I gently shake the bamboo pole, small drops of water one by one down, into Mother Earth’s embrace.