Reading the Cold Rain in Early Spring,Reading the Cold Rain

Reading the Cold Rain in Early Spring点点英语网为您收集 论文网 www.ddyingyu.com Silently, down fell the cold rain in early spring. The rain in Qingrning triggered off little ripples in my heart. Chasing her, I could only catch her voice, softly and gently calling my name. I rushed to the window only to find nothing because there was no light in the little room. No lamp, no moon, no stars. I was the only one hanging up till midnight to meet her who was now falling lonely with nothing to reflect her transparent beauty.
Fluently went her songs, without impatience. No thunder was pushing her down. Then, she flew leisurely, sprinkling little diamonds in the sky or onto the ground, and even didn't for get to wash my little plants. How careful she was! The black sky was washed, just like a mirror or a piece of marble. It seemed that water would come out if you touched it. Surrounding me was the cleaned air with a fresh smell, as pure as water,as elegant as white lily.
I knew she was coming. I knew it from the overcast sky,from the moisture in the wind. The moist air and clothes also wet my heart. I was waiting for her. Then she came, quietly and chilly on this cold spring night. I won. I won the happiness that could not be shared. Few people could read this eternal melody when small raindrops hit the ground.
Ah! I nearly forgot my flowers that had just begun their lives in light pink or white, not beautiful but really lovely. Were they still alive? Or, were they now shaking their slim bodies in freezing water, bearing the beating of the rain, and calling me to save them? Soon the songs of rain calmed me down. It was unnecessary to be pitiful for them, as their souls were cleaned, and now rose up to the heaven. The most beautiful memory of a flower was not her blossom, but the journey in the air leaving the branches, flying with the wind and eventually falling to the ground. It was where the circle ended and also started. If I could get a chance to live on a small tree, perhaps I would be eager to fall down now. That was a ceremony for me, with pure water and fantastic melody.
I felt myself falling, not to the place I was born but to a whole new world I had never been to my dream a dream shared with my flowers and raindrops. I was so lucky staying up till now to encounter this rain. I couldn't help being moved by the raindrop, which proved her existence by her sudden disap pearance. I could not control my feeling: sad, happy, agitated or quiet? I just could not tell.
There is always an ending for the rain like a meteor that never remains in the sky. Next morning we'll face the early spring again. Maybe some flowers will have gone with the wind,and maybe the rain water will be sleeping deep under the ground. They will remember the girl sobbing for them. They will remember the lonely lamp in the darkness. I am sure.
Day breaks. Being alone, I feel I have lost my love, as well as the sweet experience on the cold rainy night. All I have is a lasting memory.
There is always a circle which starts where it ends. All disappears 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she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 ripples lnmyheart；sprinkling littlediamonds ln the sky；the cleaned air with a fresh smell，as pure as water，aselegantas 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 seemed 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。
(点评教师：黄莺)
Reading the Cold Rain in Early Spring点点英语网为您收集 论文网 www.ddyingyu.com