初中英语哲理散文

season is usually no shortage of rain. The rainy season has come, the三天两头underground. Stop, under the circumstances; under the circumstances, stop. Air is humid, laundry day, do not. Grass grown strong. Various sub-strains are out. Green first bacteria cow do bacteria, fungi Cantharellus ... ... rice field soil by rain flooding was透透, each block is very膏腴fields are very delicate. Savings of the thin layer of water to stay on the clouds. People wearing hats, the new seedlings off into thin soft mud ... ... But, as has occasionally years, late rainy season, water shortages, no less than planted seedlings. This is the case. Since usually no shortage of rain, farmers here are not prepared to keel water. They use a scoop,扯动on both sides of the rope, from the muddy river put little by little the mud poured into the nursery where the seedling field. But this little bit of water, only to keep the seedlings do not die, can not be relied planting. Seedlings have grown too long, and not inserted on the point of death. However, paddy fields are actually the干干. The fields were flat the whole face, a layer of sun-node thin shell, together, together fragmented into slit. Look at how many people looked up and days, look how many times a day. However, a fatal sky blue. Days, the color of people\'s eyes are put video of the blue. Rain Yes, how can you not under it! Yes Rain, rain it!
Wangershan also to look on the rise. Wangershan look at the father and mother, he saw their eyes are blue. Wangershan blue eyes also. Bow their heads to watch him, he saw the mud surface of the rice fields have to join together with traces of螺狮climb. Wangershan want an idea: rainmakers. Wangershan yesterday rainmakers to see the next village children, he thought: We have also rainmakers.
He called together the village children to identify a set of small gongs snare drum, we set out.
A total of more than a dozen children, a big ten years old, only the smallest of the six-year-old. This is a skinny, ragged, and some fouling, but it is the sacred team. On their heads, wearing a wicker hat into the ring, beating no beat, monotonous small gongs snare drum: Dongdong when, Dongdong when ... ... they walked slowly. Go for some, the Wangershanput gong mallet in one fell swoop, they would sing together: a small child crying, sowing the seedlings may not be planted. Old world look forward to rain, wind and heavy rain and Ukraine together. The tone is very simple, just put words in accordance with the Kunming elongated read out a divergence in pronunciation. Their voices are, and devout. These children have not read the book. Vague to someone they have heard of the Jade, there is a Dragon King, Dragon King of the Rainy are tube. However, the majority of children even do not know Jade Emperor and Dragon King. They only know days, days are impermanent. It is sometimes very good people, they are sometimes merciless, it is very hard heart. They use their voices moving day, let it rain. (This place is not big rainmakers and elsewhere, are using child rainmakers. Wangershan so that they can find a set of small gongs snare drum. Perhaps people think that day will be great affection children, due to the child\'s pleas and for being soft-hearted.) They wore wicker circle snare drum beating small gongs, singing, and walking in the streets of Kunming. Little children crying哀哀, sowing the seedlings may not be planted. Old world look forward to rain, wind and heavy rain and Ukraine together. Pedestrian crossings to slow down the pace, or simply stop looking at this small, ragged team. Their eyes are also blue. Wangershan Baimamiao village at the north. Them from the big Simon has gone through Huashan Road West, Jinbi Road, from the East came back on the road.them away, they are still very small. On the bubble Spicy,ate corn meal, have climbed on the bed asleep. One slept on the fell asleep. Middle of the night, called aWangershan awakened. Then, he heard crackling black tiles onvoices. After a while, he was conscious from: rain! He yelled up: \"Dad! Mom! Rainy!\" He father his mother have been together, they go outside to watch the rain. They came into the room. Theygarb, wearing a


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Hats.on hats and dripping water. \"Rain!\"
\"Rain!\" Lamp mother put points up, one room is lighting. Light reflected at the mother eyes.好黑mother\'s eyes, so bright. A father burned tobacco leaves, tobacco leaves and the flames reflected in the father\'s face, but also reflected in his eyes.
The next day, the seedlings! The village men, women and children are out, people are everywhere. Wangershan trust, which they are seeking rain down.

栽秧时节通常是不缺雨的。雨季已经来了,三天两头地下着。停停,下下;下下,停停。空气是潮湿的,洗的衣服当天干不了。草长得很旺盛。各种菌子都出来了。青头菌、牛干菌、鸡油菌……稻田里的泥土被雨水浸得透透的,每块田都显得很膏腴,很细腻。积蓄着的薄薄的水面上停留着云影。人们戴着斗笠,把新拔下的秧苗插进稀软的泥里……但是偶尔也有那样的年月,雨季来晚了,缺水,栽不下秧。今年就是这样。因为通常不缺雨水,这里的农民都不预备龙骨水车。他们用一个戽斗,扯动着两边的绳子,从小河里把浑浊的泥浆一点一点地浇进育苗的秧田里。但是这一点点水,只能保住秧苗不枯死,不能靠它插秧。秧苗已经长得过长了,再不插就不行了。然而稻田里却是干干的。整得平平的田面,晒得结了一层薄壳,裂成一道一道细缝。多少人仰起头来看天,一天看多少次。然而天蓝得要命。天的颜色把人的眼睛都映蓝了。雨呀,你怎么还不下呀!雨呀,雨呀!

望儿也抬头望天。望儿看看爸爸和妈妈,他看见他们的眼睛是蓝的。望儿的眼睛也是蓝的。他低头看地,他看见稻田里的泥面上有一道一道螺狮爬过的痕迹。望儿想了一个主意:求雨。望儿昨天看见邻村的孩子求雨,他就想过:我们也求雨。

他把村里的孩子都叫在一起,找出一套小锣小鼓,就出发了。

一共十几个孩子,大的十来岁,最小的一个才六岁。这是一个枯瘦、褴褛、有些污脏的,然而却是神圣的队伍。他们头上戴着柳条编成的帽圈,敲着不成节拍的、单调的小锣小鼓:冬冬当,冬冬当……他们走得很慢。走一段,敲锣的望儿把锣槌一举,他们就唱起来:小小儿童哭哀哀,撒下秧苗不得栽。巴望老天下大雨,乌风暴雨一起来。调子是非常简单的,只是按照昆明话把字音拉长了念出来。他们的声音是凄苦的,虔诚的。这些孩子都没有读过书。他们有人模模糊糊地听说过有个玉皇大帝,还有个龙王,龙王是管下雨的。但是大部分孩子连玉皇大帝和龙王也不知道。他们只知道天,天是无常的。它有时对人很好,有时却是无情的,它的心很狠。他们要用他们的声音感动天,让它下雨。(这地方求雨和别处大不一样,都是利用孩子求雨。所以望儿他们能找出一套小锣小鼓。大概大人们以为天也会疼惜孩子,会因孩子的哀求而心软。)他们戴着柳条圈,敲着小锣小鼓,歌唱着,走在昆明的街上。小小儿童哭哀哀,撒下秧苗不得栽。巴望老天下大雨,乌风暴雨一起来。过路的行人放慢了脚步,或者干脆停下来,看着这支幼小的、褴褛的队伍。他们的眼睛也是蓝的。望儿的村子在白马庙的北边。他们从大西门,一直走过华山西路、金碧路,又从城东的公路上走回来。他们走得很累了,他们都还很小。就着泡辣子,吃了两碗包谷饭,就都爬到床上睡了。一睡就睡着了。半夜里,望儿叫一个炸雷惊醒了。接着,他听见屋瓦上噼噼啪啪的声音。过了一会,他才意识过来:下雨了!他大声喊起来:“爸!妈!下雨啦!”他爸他妈都已经起来了,他们到外面去看雨去了。他们进屋来了。他们披着蓑衣,戴着
斗笠。斗笠和蓑衣上滴着水。“下雨了!”

“下雨了!”妈妈把油灯点起来,一屋子都是灯光。灯光映在妈妈的眼睛里。妈妈的眼睛好黑,好亮。爸爸烧了一杆叶子烟,叶子烟的火光映在爸爸的脸上,也映在他的眼睛里。

第二天,插秧了!全村的男女老少都出来了,到处都是人。望儿相信,这雨是他们求下来的。

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