In the evening, appear in pitch-black sky damp was weighed again some. month hides into thick cloud layer. Air is fuggy, place oneself of feeling making a person at in huge steam box. Abrupt, drop of a few “ with a tick answers the side side that the noise of ” passes into me. In a flash, a rainstorm came.
晚上，乌黑的天空中似乎湿气又重了些。月儿躲进了厚实的云层里。空气闷热，令人感觉置身于一个硕大的蒸笼里。突然，几声“滴滴答答”的声响传入我的耳畔。转瞬间，一场暴风雨来临了。
The bang in pluvial “ Pi ” underground is worn, the likelihood is foregoing hot and dry irritated it, it should rely on this deafening blare to abreact oneself violent rage. A dazzling lightning flits rapidly before from me. Yes, that momently, who to hold the post of cannot compare it is sent out the ray of lofty or bottomless that go out! Those who resound through the sky is plangent after a few seconds as agreed upon and to. Wind also none give the impression of weakness, its “ breathes out breathe out ” ground is blown, be mingled with is worn inside a chill. I right now am writing a composition / listen to rain at the same time, read at the same time.
雨“噼里啪啦”地下着，可能是先前的燥热把它激怒了，它要靠这震耳欲聋的巨响发泄自己的暴怒。一道耀眼的闪电飞快地从我的眼前掠过。对，那一刻，任谁都无法匹敌它所散发出的万丈光芒！响彻云霄的轰鸣在几秒后如约而至。风也毫不示弱，它“呼呼”地吹，里面夹杂着一丝寒意。此时的我正在作文/一边听雨，一边阅读。
About after quarter, rain no longer so fierce. Brutish going up from its body slowly come out. It is full of rhythm feeling ground to sing a song: From time to time is grave, from time to time is sodorous, from time to time and wind are resonant, …… of one person solo is like from time to time at the beginning musician clap marimba, turned the piano quintet of philharmonic society into …… again subsequently
大约一刻钟后，雨不再那么猛了。兽性正慢慢地从它的身上褪去。它富有节奏感地唱起歌来：时而低沉，时而高亢，时而与风共鸣，时而一人独唱……一开始有如乐师轻敲木琴，随后又变成了乐团的钢琴五重奏……
Rain still is in wash rice underground of drop of the sound of rain is worn, slow and rise and fall, peaceful and agitate ……
雨仍在淅淅沥沥地下着，舒缓而又起伏，恬静而又激荡……
Spent for a long time again, it is in of zephyr touch next stopping. The sky after rain appears relaxed all the more, air singularly is pure and fresh.
又过了许久，它在和风的抚摸下停了。雨后的天空显得格外清爽，空气异常地清新。
The process that listens to rain is the regale on a hearing, it is colorful poem, it is the gift that nature gives us more. Oh, the sense that listens to rain is really good.
听雨的过程是一场听觉上的盛宴，是华美的诗篇，更是大自然给予我们的馈赠。哦，听雨的感觉真好。