秋雨用英文怎么写20篇

秋雨，像一把利剑，划过山颠，击打着大地。

秋雨，透着对春的怀念，带着森然的寒气，在空中画出弧线，重重地打在树枝上。映着点点的银光，浸着绿叶，随着鸦声又滴落下来。泛黄的大树无力地颤抖，似要抖尽凡尘，又似要摆脱这突如其来的寒冷。叶子终究禁不住秋雨的折磨，伴着寒气森然的雨滴，飘然落地。又一次，闪着寒光，穿过树梢，打疼了水面，霎时，温柔可人的少女变了模样，漾出涟漪，荡出一阵肃杀之气。

秋雨，毫不留情。尽情挥舞手中闪光的刀刃，砍着绿地，砍着大树，留下一道道永不可治愈的伤疤。叫嚣的鸟儿打落在地，空中只留下几声嘶鸣。秋雨越发凌厉了，几声零星的鸦叫打破沉寂，撕裂昏暗的天空，斜阳在大地上投下树影。太阳好像被秋雨削弱了气势，散发着淡淡的光芒，自负无法温暖大地的冰冷，便一下子躲到山头后面去了。天，就沉了下来，秋雨也就更浓了，更冷了，虚无缥缈，又似铺天盖地地打下来了。

我撑着伞，缓步走到树下，搓了搓手，呼出的气形成一阵轻烟，罩在残叶上。聆听着雨点不绝的号叫，轻抚着树干。蓦地，我的手停了下来，在我指尖处，一点小小的绿芽探了出来。我不禁讶然，终于恍然大悟：秋雨，乃是在为世界除垢去秽，为世界添光呀！这凄厉而冰凉的秋雨，击落了枯枝败叶，浸湿了大地，是在传递春之迅息呀！如果没有了这冰凉的洗礼，谈何春天百花争艳的景象？再者说，春天播种下去的血汗，如果没有秋雨的磨砺，又哪里来的收获？况且，"霜叶红于二月花"，秋还有如此艳丽的美景为秋雨伴舞。古往今来，秋在诗人笔下都饱含萧条，可为什么没有人发现，秋才是万物之起源，秋才是万物的转折点呢？

我转过身去，秋雨划过山颠，穿过树梢，在我手上，浸透了衣角，我却只看见一颗绿芽在风中轻摆。

A man who is careful in choosing friends will certainly derive benefit from

them。 Why? Because there are more false friends than real ones in this world。 To

have one real friends is better than a hundred false ones。 Friends who flatter

you to your face are not true friends。

We must make friends with those who have good character and kindness of

heart。 On the other hand， we should do our best to a void keeping pany with bad

people。

Dear Mother,

Hello!

I now apologize to you, last Thursday, I test deduction of nearly 30

points, I think: oh, home will be hit by my mother! If you put it in the bag and

dont take it out, you will be sure to turn it out! Well, play it by ear! Back

home, When I eat bananas, my mother from my schoolbag out of the test roll, a

look, suddenly changed face. I saw that the situation was not good, so I fled to

my room, my mother pursued, also entered my room. Mother shouted: "Come here!!"

I had to obediently past, say that time, the dragon 18 first five has been

pulled out of my ass, suddenly a burst of pain through my whole body. When the

second palm came, My instinct with the hand to block, block, but my mother went

to take a coat hanger, I think: over, mother to hair biao!" Mother like the

arrow from the string rushed over, and then a burst of violence, while playing

cursing: "Play! Play! Play! You play in a day! ..." When my mother played, my

mother also cried, and then, my mother ignored me for a whole day.

Mom, Sorry, I will study hard in the future, no longer put all my mind to

play, no longer let you worry about. I look at the "mom and dad is not my

servant" and "never read for teachers and parents after understand your good

intention, I know, playing on my body, pain in your heart, the main character of

the two books, after come back to poor rural changed a lot, is treated as a

prince before, record is 25th, now he was a modest, sensible child, learning in

the top 11. I want to learn from him. Mom, I wont let you down! Surely not!

“沙沙沙，沙沙沙”，秋雨像一位小天使，又一次飞遍大江南北。

“沙沙沙”，秋雨落在屋顶上，溅起一朵朵晶莹的水花。秋雨落在人们的雨伞上，像一个个顽皮的孩子在玩滑滑梯，欢快地从梯上滑下来;秋雨落在花盆里，催醒了各式各样的花儿，他们都绽开了美丽的笑脸。你看，一串红，月季花，珍珠花...挤在一起，五颜六色，美丽极了!“沙沙沙”秋雨落在果树上，使成熟的果实更加光彩照人。那红红的枫叶在秋雨的抚摸下，红得更艳了，更惹人喜爱了。

“沙沙沙“，秋雨飞洒进小溪，水面荡起漾漾波纹...

“沙沙沙，沙沙沙....”秋雨虽然没有惊心动魄的气势，但它给我们带来了丰收的喜悦。

我爱你，秋雨!

Hello！Everybody First please allow me to introduce myself。My name is***，a 16—year—old student from class ***。This is my first time to speak English in front of you。I have the honor to stand here to share everything about English。I do hope that you can like me ，remember me and support me ，wont you？ English is my favourit subject，which I have spent several years in studying。I keep pratising it everyday，including speaking，listening and writing。Meanwhile I go to English corner，where I can have more time to pratise my English，especilly oral English。 Although my English is not good today，I am confident of improving it in days to come！I do believe "Nothing is difficult if you put your heart in it"！I am sure I can！ Thanks a lot。

Dear John，

It’s Father’s Day today. It’s a special day， isn’t it？ I think we should do something to show our love for our fathers on this special day. My father and I are good friends. Whenever I meet with difficulties， he is always there， ready to help me. Today I will make a beautiful card for him， with my thanks and best wishes on it. Then I will help him wash the car this afternoon and cook his favorite food in the evening. Besides， I’ll take a walk with him after dinner and then play chess with him， for he likes it very much. I’m sure he’ll be very happy. What’s your plan for Father’s Day？ I’m looking forward to hearing from you. Yours，

亲爱的约翰：

今天是父亲节。它是一个特别的日子， 不是吗？ 在这个特别的日子我认为我们应该做一些事情来向我们的父亲表达我们的爱。我的爸爸和我是好朋友。不论我什么时候遇到困难， 他总是在那里准备帮助我。今天， 我将为他制作一张漂亮的卡片， 在上面写上我的谢意和最美好的祝愿。然后下午我将帮助他洗汽车， 在晚上做他最喜欢吃的食物。此外， 晚饭后我将和他散步， 然后和他下象棋， 因为他非常喜欢下象棋。我确信他将非常高兴。你的父亲节计划是什么？ 我期盼着你的来信。

If we have no knowledge， we cannot succeed in doing any work。 Why? Because

knowledge is power。 With knowledge we have conquered nature and invented

steamers， trains and airplanes。 We can send messages by telegram。 We can talk

with our friends by telephone。

As is well known， we students are the future masters of the nation。 She

(It) needs us very much。 If we do not make efforts to acquire knowledge， how can

we render service to her (it)?

My father, Winston Churchill, began his love affair with painting in his 40s, amid disastrous circumstances. As First Lord of the Admiralty in 1915, he was deeply involved in a campaign in the Dardanelles that could have shortened the course of a bloody world war. But when the mission failed, with great loss of life, Churchill paid the price, both publicly and privately. He was removed from the admiralty and effectively sidelined.

Overwhelmed by the catastrophe — “I thought he would die of grief,” said his wife, Clementine —he retired with his family to Hoe Farm, a country retreat in Surrey. There, as Churchill later recalled, “The muse of painting came to my rescue!”

Wandering in the garden one day, he chanced upon his sister-in-law sketching with watercolors. He watched her for a few minutes, then borrowed her brush and tried his hand. The muse had cast her spell!

Churchill soon decided to experiment with oils. Delighted with this distraction from his dark broodings, Clementine rushed off to buy whatever paints she could find.

For Churchill, however, the next step seemed difficult as he contemplated with unaccustomed nervousness the blameless whiteness of a new canvas. He started with the sky and later described how “very gingerly I mixed a little blue paint on the palette, and then with infinite precaution made a mark about as big as a bean upon the affronted snow-white shield. At that moment the sound of a motor car was heard in the drive. From this chariot stepped the gifted wife of Sir John Lavery .”

“ ‘Painting!’ she declared. ‘But what are you hesitating about? Let me have the brush — the big one.’ Splash into the turpentine, wallop into the blue and the white, frantic flourish on the palette, and then several fierce strokes and slashes of blue on the absolutely cowering canvas.”

At that time, John Lavery— a Churchill neighbor and celebrated painter— was tutoring Churchill in his art. Later, Lavery said of his unusual pupil: “Had he chosen painting instead of statesmanship, I believe he would have been a great master with the brush.”

In painting, Churchill had discovered a companion with whom he was to walk for the greater part of the years that remained to him. After the war, painting would offer deep solace when, in 1921, the death of the mother was followed two months later by the loss of his and Clementine’s beloved three-year-old daughter, Marigold. Battered by grief, Winston took refuge at the home of friends in Scotland, finding comfort in his painting. He wrote to Clementine: “I went out and painted a beautiful river in the afternoon light with crimson and golden hills in the background. Alas I keep feeling the hurt of the Duckadilly (Marigold’s pet name).”

Historians have called the decade after 1929, when the Conservative government fell and Winston was out of office, his wilderness years. Politically he may have been wandering in barren places, a lonely fighter trying to awaken Britain to the menace of Hitler, but artistically that wilderness bore abundant fruit. During these years he often painted in the South of France. Of the 500-odd canvases extant, roughly 250 date from 1930 to 1939.

Painting remained a joy to Churchill to the end of his life. “Happy are the painters,” he had written in his book Painting as a Pastime, “ for they shall not be lonely. Light and color, peace and hope, will keep them company to the end of the day.” And so it was for my father.

我的父亲，温斯顿·丘吉尔，在他四十多岁时开始迷恋上绘画，当时环境异常恶劣。那是在1915年，任海军大臣的他，积极投身于在达达尼尔海峡的一场战役中，这场战役本可以缩短那段血雨腥风的世界大战。但由于遭受失败，伤亡惨重，丘吉尔于公于私都付出了代价。他被从海军部调离且实则坐起了冷板凳。

在灾难的折磨下——他的妻子克莱门廷说：“我想他会痛苦而死，”——他携家带口来到萨利郡的一处乡间静居霍·华姆。在那儿，丘吉尔后来回忆道，“是绘画中的冥思拯救了我！”

一天他在花园散步时，偶然看到他的弟媳在用水彩作画。他观察了几分钟，然后向她借了画笔并一试身手。他的专注仿佛给他施了魔法！

丘吉尔很快就决定试试去画油画。看到他从阴暗的忧郁思中解脱出来，克莱门廷非常开心，她赶忙去买所有能买到的颜料。

然而，迈出下一步似乎有些困难，因为丘吉尔看到一块新画布的洁白无暇时感到无所适从和为难。他先从天空画起，后来他描述如何“非常谨慎地在调色板上加入一点儿蓝色调，然后以万分的小心，在这块被蓄意冒犯的雪白的防护板上点上豌豆大的一笔。这时，传来一阵驾驶机动车的马达声。约翰·拉威利先生才华出众的太太从这辆车中姗然而下。

“‘在画画呀！’她高声说着。‘可你还在犹豫什么呢？给我那支笔——那支头号的。’只见松油飞溅，她在蓝白颜料间挥毫泼墨，在调色板上龙飞凤舞，接着在吓得发皱的油画布上用力东戳西捣几下蓝色。”

那时，约翰·拉威利——丘吉尔的邻居，也是一位有名的画家—正教丘吉尔学画。后来提及他的这位特殊的学生，拉威利说：“倘若他选择绘画而不是从政，我相信他会是位绘画大师的。”

在绘画中，丘吉尔找到了能陪他度过余生大部分时光的知已。战后，在1921年，母亲刚去世两个月，他和克莱门廷就失去了他们深爱着的三岁女儿玛丽戈尔德，这时作画给了他一些安慰。在痛苦的打击下，温斯顿来到苏格兰朋友们的家中以求得安慰，用绘画来解脱自己。他在给克莱门廷的信中说：“我出外画了一条夕阳下美丽的溪流，背后映衬着晚霞的群山。唉，达克迪莉（玛丽戈尔德的昵称）使我的苦痛总是挥之不去。

史学家把1929年后的十年，也就是保守党政府垮台而温斯顿下台的时间，称为他的荒凉岁月。政治上，他一直在举步维艰的处境中徘徊，是一个孤独的勇士在努力唤起受到希特勒威胁的国人，但在艺术上他在那荒凉岁月却硕果累累。这些年他经常在法国南部作画。在现存的500多张油画中，大约250张是1930至1939年间的作品。

绘画给丘吉尔带来了乐趣直到他的人生尽头。在他所著的《画中的消遣》里说：“画家其乐融融，因为他们不会孤独。光与色，和平与希望，会始终伴随他们。”我父亲就是这样一个人。

[温斯顿·丘吉尔:生活侧记-名人传记英文故事

Whatever a man’s status is (may be)， he must have an aim。 If not， he can

hardly stand on his own two feet in the world。 That stands to reason。However

important fame and wealth may be， we must not let them bee our object in life。

We should aim at doing something useful to the society。If my aim can e true， I

hope (wish) to be a teacher。 However， teaching is by no means an easy thing。 I

must apply myself closely to my studies so as to be able to cope with my duties

(as a teacher)。

This is a beautiful park. In the afternoon , many children are playing . They are very happy.

I can see some trees. They are big and tall. I can see some flowers . They are very beautiful . There are many butterflies on the flower . I can see some birds in the sky . They are flying happily. Under the tree , two girls are playing hopscotch. Some boys are playing with a skipping rope. The other two little girls are drawing a picture.

I m playing with the toy cars in front of the tree.

It s a beautiful afternoon.

淅淅沥沥的秋雨

淋花了我的镜头

模糊了我的双眼

湿润了

我的心田

2005，九年前。第一次见识康藏高原的秋色，是在雨中。

居里寺周边的景色，似乎与康藏所有农区无异。这里没有奇特，却一年四季总是美。

记得这一天，钻进这片林间，明知背后就是居里寺，仍然觉得是来到了一个遥远的陌的世界。

那些熟悉的民居，非常卑谦地隐秘在丛林的后面，把一切让给一层又一层的树。那条熟悉的小溪，我至今还迷惑它从哪里来？

那丛苍老的古树，那些自生自灭依然成林的桦木，此时只静静伫立在秋雨中，一任秋雨飘零，生气丝毫不减，只把盛夏的绿衣蜕变，展示秋色并不凋谢的黄，传达一丝暖意。

一对男女骑着马儿在林间走过，又消失了。这应该是我认识的村民吧，但此时我看到的，只是一段蒙太奇……

曾经经历过十年冷秋，那个阴冷，那个萧瑟，那个孤寂……总记得，那就是秋。

几度风雨，几度秋……

只见眼前，淅淅沥沥的秋雨，淋花了我的镜头，模糊了我的双眼......

湿润了——我的心田。

文人们大多都认为，秋雨满足了枝枝叶叶的伤感，溢满了秋雁迁徙的哀叹，因此它是哀伤的象征，但我却不以为然，我认为在那潇潇秋雨中，飘洒的尽是诗意的美！

秋雨，淅淅沥沥地下着。你瞧，那秋天的雨，多像一位多情的织女，辛勤地为天地织着那梦幻般的柔纱，湿了满地的落叶，红了果园里一个个笑出了酒窝的“脸蛋”，似乎想让那些秋天里的硕果在它的洗礼下蒸腾出一份醉人的酒酿；你听，“留得残荷听雨声”――轻柔的鱼儿敲打着枯荷，宛若是在与多情的荷叶来场别开生面的欢送。这不禁使人想起“梧桐更兼细雨”和“飒飒秋雨中，浅浅石榴泻”的诗句。一阵阵秋雨飘过，空气中弥漫着野菊的芬芳和桂花的幽香，让人的心情也变得晴朗起来。

雨渐渐小了，远处的田野里，金色的稻浪在细雨中不停地翻腾着。那雨呀，就像墨汁，似乎要把稻浪的欢笑勾勒出来。田野里，农民伯伯披着蓑，戴着笠，辛勤地劳作着。此刻，那田野就像乐谱一般，那如丝般秋雨就像五线谱，而那劳作的人呢？就是抒写在这本“乐谱”上的音符呀！不远处的果园，也是秋雨造访的地方，那青黄相间的橘子，秋雨的沐浴下，显得更加耀眼，让人忍不住想采一个来尝尝。远处的苍山，在淡淡雨雾的笼罩下，更加神秘；竹林经过秋雨的浸润，更显苍翠；池塘里，雨儿滴落在水面上，泛起层层涟漪，仿佛是为鱼儿们送上的花环！这是一幅多么富有诗意的秋雨图啊！

不一会儿，雨默默地停了，荷叶上的小雨珠“嘀嗒”地落下，宛如一位高雅的演奏家，奏成一曲欢乐的乐曲，醉黄一片片稻田，醉红一颗颗枫树，醉出一派象征成熟，丰收的秋色。秋雨掠过，凉意袭来，无比舒畅。

“相逢不语，一朵芙蓉著秋雨”，其实秋雨带给我们的诗意美又何止于此？在那醉红了脸的果园里，在那丰收的田野里，在人们的心中，无不充满秋雨带给我们的诗情画意！

俗话说，一场秋雨一场寒，今年濮阳第一场秋雨让我记忆犹新。

你看，千万颗雨粒从天而降，我们放学的学生，与秋雨不期而遇，不拿伞的孩子雨里一路飞奔。这时候，最好的是抬起头望向天空的雨：白色的雨点，灰蒙蒙天，时不时一阵龙吟，天上银龙屡现，不时的发出震耳欲聋的震动声，极为刺耳。我见到柳条不时地被风卷起，刮进我的视线。我望着粉丝状的雨点儿，与无穷的天幕相比，他们实在是太渺小了，我们与这天穹相比，也实在是太渺小了，特别是那浩瀚的星海，我们就微小的像尘埃，看来，这大的可怕的世界，不知有什么样的其他的事情在出现，在进行。所以我认为这样是一种享受。

美丽的秋雨，更美的是雨中的濮阳，站在濮阳市区的制高点，从下往上看，一片白茫茫的世界，从上往下望，市里的车流，标志牌儿，一片灯红酒绿，在雨水的轻雾中显得朦胧，一切的色彩变得模糊，有城市中应有的繁华，也有着村庄应有的淡雅。这就是濮阳这个并不十分繁华的四线城市雨中的样子。

接着，等天完全黑的时候，在夜空中的濮阳会更加美丽。我爱濮阳，我爱濮阳的秋雨。

Good morning, everyone! Nice to meet you ! Im your tour guide today, Welcome to my hometown ---Huanggang.

Huanggang lies in the middle of Hubei Province, It has a veyt long history and many beautiful views.For example, Chibi Park and Ehuang Bridge are the most beautiful and relaxing among them. And the air is very clean and fresh. Hongan is very historical and educational. Huangmei is famous for the Huangmei Opera -----one of the greatest local operas in China.

Huanggang is also a good place for shopping and having delicious food . So far, a lot of new shopping malls and plazas have been built. You can buy what you like there ,If you want to try traditional Huanggang fodd,you can go to Night Snack Street, The food there is both dilicious and cheap.

There are still many other interesting and exciting things waiting for you to enjoy yourselves! Lets go for them!

at present some people think that money is everything. they say that you can do everything if you have money. you can live in a beautiful house, keep a luxurious ear and have all sorts of delicious food.

i dont think so. indeed, money can buy a lot of things we need. but there are many, many wonderful things in the world that cannot be bough/; with money.

for example, knowledge cannot be bought with money. one cannot be rich in knowledge unless he studies hard. time cannot be bought with money, either. who can buy even a second with money?

there are still many other things that cannot be bought with money: health,life, happiness,friendship, love and so on. just think, if a person hasnt these things at all, is the money still useful?

now, do you think money is everything?

Dear vv,

Hello!Im really glad to hear from you.I guess you must want to know something about my family.Now,let me tell you.

Im from Hubei Province，China.I,my mother, my father and my brother make up our happy family.My hobbies come from many flavors such as painting and taking photos.I have wanted to be a nice teacher since I was young,because in my eyes,teachers are very holly and kind and they can help many kids with their studies.

I know my English is very poor and I just can speak a little English,so I want to learn English from you,my friend.May we can get along well with each other.

Yours,

Dear customers

Hello!

Since its establishment, _ beauty salon has received your strong support

and help. On the occasion of the coming New Years day and new years day, _

beauty salon is grateful to you with cordial greetings and sincere thanks.

Time flies, and in a flash it is another year. Looking back on the progress

and success of _ beauty salon this year, we can not do without your attention,

trust, support and participation. Your understanding and trust is a powerful

driving force for our progress, and your care and support are the inexhaustible

source of our growth. Your every suggestion, let us excited, prompted us to

continue to work hard. With you, we will have a steady stream of confidence and

strength in our journey forward; with you, our cause can flourish and develop

endlessly.

In the new year, we hope to continue to get the trust, care and support of

you and all consumers. You and all consumers are welcome to make suggestions and

criticisms to us. We will serve every customer with sincerity, sincerity,

sincerity and enthusiasm. Customer satisfaction is our eternal pursuit! We will

continue to provide you with the most sincere service, and constantly strive to

achieve "no best, only better"! (original from blog 138)

Thank you again for your trust and support!

I wish you good health! Happy family! Everything goes well!

salute

Salute!

Is it good for students to do some housework？ Some people think students need not do any housework。 They think the only thing students need do is to study well。 I don’t think so。 It is good for students to do some housework for three reasons。 Firstly， to do some housework can make you independent。 You can’t depend on others all your life。So you should learn to do some housework now。 Secondly， to do some housework can keep you healthy and strong ， some hard housework can be regarded as a kind of physical exercise。 Finally， to do some housework can share your parents’ work 。They must be happy if you say” Have a rest ， and I will do the housework”So I think it is good for students to do some housework。

秋雨总是静静地洒落，慢慢地飘逸，那些飘散的精灵，让我从心底感受到了自然的静，自然的纯，自然的美。 ——题记

安静·湿润

从小就很爱秋雨。喜欢在下雨天坐在靠窗的位置上，聆听安静的雨声。用手在背面沾满雨丝的玻璃上轻轻勾画，看着玻璃因触及指尖的温暖而出现的弧度，觉得心底似乎有块最柔软的地方也湿润了起来。有时候，会跑到窗外，尽情地聆听那不掺一丝杂质的安静雨声，张开双臂，任冰凉的雨丝如俏皮的精灵萦绕在指尖，润湿了心灵。在一片倾斜的雨帘中，我的双手犹如白色的船桨，正小心翼翼地推开那碧绿的涟漪。这安静的秋雨，润醉了凝视的双眸，润湿了敞开的心扉。

纯净·透明

烦躁的我在大街上漫无目的地走着。忽然，一片枝繁叶茂映入眼帘，树叶在与水的冲刷下渐渐衍出洁净的本色，将整个世界染成翠绿色。雨水顺着脉络汩汩流下，形成一道青白相见的雨帘，朦胧了心扉，带我走入了那有秋雨筑成的水晶般透明的世界。在这里，我觉得自己的心也如那雨丝一般轻盈空灵起来，在一片纯净中旋转飞舞。透明的雨珠倒映着整个世界，一股自然的气息萦绕在身旁，缓缓流淌在心间。

韵律·唯美

我独自漫步在树林间，享受着秋雨慢节奏的音乐，音乐的韵律随着你的心迹去演绎。周围漫天飞舞的雨丝构成唯美冷清的画面。看着眼前的一滴滴雨珠，只觉得心里也染开了一幅幅由雨滴晕开的唯美水墨图。伸出手，接一滴雨在手心，一股远离喧嚣的宁静慢慢舒展开来，沁凉燥热的心扉心扉。在这喧嚣的城市中，我寻到了一方净土来敞开心扉感受这秋雨的韵律，体味到自然的唯美。

走进秋雨，走进湿润的安静，那透明的纯净，那唯美的韵律，带着自然的清凉，缓缓流入心扉。走进秋雨……

[走进秋雨作文500字

Dear Santa:

First Merry Chrismas to you.This is the end of the year.I konw you are busy

these day.But I want

___.

This year,I was friendly and kind.I got well with my classmate.I was nice

to my brothers and sisters.I think that I did a good job and I was a good

child.And I love you so much!So piease give ___ to me.I expect it very much.It

is good for me.

Thank you!

Next year,I will also be a good child!

Your image,

___

去年的秋雨渐渐沥沥的来到这个城市时，我还不明白中考是什么，今年秋雨再来时，我已经被中考带到另一个地方。

人是否真的可以操控自己的记忆？如果可以，那么为什么当我想回忆从前时，能记起来的却只有一些无关紧要的细致未节；如果不行，那么哪些自欺欺人的粉饰和掩藏又来自去哪里？我是否真的见过去年的秋雨？

去年的秋雨，我在医院里度过，

因为骑车摔倒，鼻侧骨折，所以经历了我人生中的第一场手术。从住院起，秋雨就没有断过，我每天都在吊水，手背扎着的留置针拔掉又换第根。医生叮嘱我不要外出。于是我真的没有外出，每天站在医院走廊的尽头从落地窗观望洛一高，哪个时候的我对升学毫无概念，只是觉得住院好无聊。

吊了半个月水后，就要开始手术了。那时候很多同学来看我，给我带好吃的，告诉我：“加油，手术顺利。

我并不在意手术，只是在意他们每来一次就厚一点儿的衣服。已经很冷了吗？我住院时是初秋。他们告诉我外面已经很冷了。已经是深秋了。

噢，怪不得，好像从某天起，我站在落地旁已经看不到湿漉漉的地面了。我只是很可惜，没能和她们一起度过一八年的春天。

冬天的雨会因为天气太冷凝结成雪，春天的雨象征着讨厌的柳絮满天飞，夏天的雨暴躁的且沉闷……只有秋雨最温柔。

秋天象征的是天气转凉，不再有夏天的黏腻，也还暂时没有冬天的冰冷，只是反倒好处的温柔。秋天是捧在手里的热奶茶，是脚下清脆作响的落叶，是街头翻炒作响的板栗，是糯米纸包住的冰糖葫芦，是温暖的大衣……秋天是无尽美好。

而秋雨是这一切美好的开端。

那时候只是有一点点的，不舍得。秋天就这样在我住院期间溜走了。

“不过没关系，我们还有很多个秋天。”我露出一口白牙冲来看望我的.同学们笑。刚做完手术的我身上一点力气都没有，不过我还是卖力的笑，因为我发自心底的开心。为什么开心呢？可能只是因为午饭吃到了红烧肉，可能只是因为他们给我带了我爱吃的芋圆，可能只是因为，那时候的开心是带有惯性的。刹不住车。

我很快出院了，回到教室里继续进行中考复习，那时候真的很辛苦，不过也很充实，我和我的朋友们安心的“两耳不闻窗外事”就这样到了中考前夕。

我突然开始害怕，我问他们，我们是最好的朋友吧？即使以后不再一个学校了，我们也依然是最好的朋友吧？

他们说，当然，可我还是害怕，那时候我不知道自己在怕什么，可就是感觉，我们要长大了，而且是非自愿的。

睁眼是高一。

有时候觉得记忆真是奇妙，那些那么辛苦的日日夜夜，当你以后往前看时，它们居然好像被加了美颜一样，变得那么美好，遥远，触不可及。

近几天又在下雨，而且又是秋雨，今年我没有住院，可我也没有如想象中一样快乐。每天早上睁眼时外面几乎都在下雨，连绵不绝，而我也终于知道那时候的我在怕些什么。

大家去了不同的学校，补习班的时间也不同，所以要凑在一起变得那么难，我那时候在害怕，每天早上进班看不到你们吧。

我知道你们就算在别的地方，也同样能看到秋雨，如果不能常常相见，那么，我们各此爬山，山顶处见。