淅沥沥、哗啦啦、淅沥沥、哗啦啦……外面的雨，有节奏的下着。
Xili, hula, Xili, Hula Outside the rain, rhythmic under.
“雨天，雨天啊，为什么啊——”我边看着窗外，边听姐姐在一旁言语着。“今天、明天、后天、大后天，怎么都是雨啊——”
"Rainy day, rainy day, why?" I looked out of the window and listened to my sister's words. "Today, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, how is it all rain -"
我在客厅中看着不到一岁的弟弟，扶着墙壁练习走路。我和姐姐坐着爸爸的车来到学校时，停车场里不到五人。不一会儿，学校门开了，我们打着伞慢慢地走了进去。坐在教室的我，一直看着窗外的雨滴，一滴一滴地敲在玻璃上。
In the living room, I saw my younger brother, who was less than one year old, holding on to the wall to practice walking. When my sister and I arrived at school in dad's car, there were less than five people in the parking lot. After a while, the school door opened and we walked in slowly with our umbrella. Sitting in the classroom, I have been looking out of the window at the rain drop, drop by drop on the glass.
“哼，可恶的雨天。”我心里念叨着。
"Well, it's an abominable rainy day." I said it in my heart.
第二天，我醒来时，看了看窗外。“怎么又是雨天啊。”我做什么事都心不在焉的，都是因为下雨天。第三天还是下雨，第五天也在下雨，第六天……
The next day, when I woke up, I looked out of the window. "It's rainy again." I'm absent-minded about everything because it's rainy. The third day is still raining, the fifth day is also raining, the sixth day
这雨天怎么那么没完没了了。
How come the rainy days are so endless.