Silently, down fell the cold rain in early pring. The rain in Qingrning triggered off little ripple in my heart. Chaing her, I could only catch her voice, oftly and gently calling my name. I ruhed to the window only to find nothing becaue there wa no light in the little room. No lamp, no moon, no tar. I wa the only one hanging up till midnight to meet her who wa now falling lonely with nothing to reflect her tranparent beauty.
Fluently went her ong, without impatience.No thunder wa puhing her down. Then, he flew leiurely, prinkling little diamond in the ky or onto the ground, and even didn＇t for get to wah my little plant.How careful he wa! The black ky wa wahed, jut like a mirror or a piece of marble.It eemed that water would come out if you touched it.Surrounding me wa the cleaned air with a freh mell, a pure a water,a elegant a white lily.
I knew he wa coming. I knew it from the overcat ky,from the moiture in the wind.The moit air and clothe alo wet my heart. I wa waiting for her. Then he came, quietly and chilly on thi cold pring night. I won. I won the happine that could not be hared. Few people could read thi eternal melody when mall raindrop hit the ground.
Ah! I nearly forgot my flower that had jut begun their live in light pink or white, not beautiful but really lovely. Were they till alive? Or, were they now haking their lim bodie in freezing water, bearing the beating of the rain, and calling me to ave them? Soon the ong of rain calmed me down. It wa unneceary to be pitiful for them, a their oul were cleaned, and now roe up to the heaven.The mot beautiful memory of a flower wa not her bloom, but the journey in the airleaving the branche, flying with the wind and eventually falling to the ground. It wa where the circle ended and alo tarted. If I could get a chance to live on a mall tree, perhap I would be eager to fall down now. That wa a ceremony for me, with pure water and fantatic melody.[由wWw.HaozuoWen.com整理]
I felt myelf falling, not to the place I wa born but to a whole new world I had never been tomy dreama dream hared with my flower and raindrop. I wa o lucky taying up till now to encounter thi rain. I couldn＇t help being moved by the raindrop, which proved her exitence by her udden diap pearance. I could not control my feeling: ad, happy, agitated or quiet? I jut could not tell.
There i alway an ending for the rain like a meteor that never remain in the ky.Next morning we＇ll face the early pring again. Maybe ome flower will have gone with the wind,and maybe the rain water will be leeping deepunder the ground. They will remember the girl obbing for them. They will remember the lonely lamp in the darkne. I am ure.
Day break. Being alone, I feel I have lot my love, a well a the weet experience on the cold rainy night. All I have i a lating memory.
There i alway a circle which tart where it end. All diappear but the memory...
简评
本文寓情于景，是一篇优美的抒情散文。描写了清明之夜的一场雨，表达了自己对自然界万物的热爱。综观全文，作者运用了拟人的修辞手法，用代词he来指代雨，雨声则是一首优雅的歌，在轻轻地呼唤着“我”的名字。作者还在多处运用了比喻的修辞手法，如The rain triggered off ripple lnmyheart；prinkling littlediamond ln the ky；the cleaned air with a freh mell，a pure a water，aeleganta white lily等。但也有一些比喻是否恰当
有待推敲，如把天空比做一面镜子，以及h eemed that water would come out if you touched it.这一意境只能从中文角度来理解。
作者笔锋一转，想到了她种的花。从担心花儿经不住风吹雨打到明白自然界中的万物都有从生到死的轮回这个道理，作者的思想境界和文章的立意都得到了升华。然后，作者充分运用想像力，仿佛进入了一个只有花朵、雨点和她本人的梦境，最后作者悟出了一个富有哲理的结论：世上万物都会消失，只有记忆是永恒的。
在作者的笔下，大自然中的一切仿佛都被赋予了生命，不仅如此，作者在写景中抒情，对世界进行思索和探究，使文章更具有思想性，主题更为深刻。