淅淅沥沥,雨噼里啪啦地下,如同大珠小珠落玉盘一般,打在头顶的稻草上。我躺在稻草棚下,静静聆听雨的声音,感受雨时微凉的气息。一条静谧的石阶小径,两旁铺满自然生长的花儿。漆黑湿润的台阶,犹带泪珠的凤仙,矮矮青竹围成的篱笆,带着潮气的木门,浸满了如檀香棋边绿蚁新醅的清香。石竹、凤仙静静地绽放着她们的美好。庭院正中,小小石缸里有红色的锦鲤游动, Lulles, rains crackling underground, like beads beads falling jade plate general, hit the top of the straw. I lay under the straw shed, quietly listening to the voice of the rain, feel the cool breath of the rain. A quiet stone path, lined with natural flowers. Dark, wet steps, fairy tales with tears, fences framed by dwarf bamboo, and damp wooden doors flooded the fragrance of green moss, such as sandalwood. Dianthus, Impatiens quietly bloom their beauty. The middle of the courtyard, a small stone tank in the red Koi swimming,