-Foreword The forest in the rain is a big world.
I can't help but take a look when I walk in.
How beautiful the Woods are in the rain!
Raindrops fell on the grass.
Into one mushroom after another,
Mushrooms open purple umbrellas,
Shelter from the wind and rain,
Not afraid.
Raindrops fall on trees and flowers again,
Turned into dew,
Suddenly, a little grasshopper appeared.
Sucking the raindrops that turn into dew,
Its taste,
Moistening the forest like dew.
Raindrops fell on the spider web again,
Like those sparkling pearls,
Flying gently in the sky,
Suddenly drilled into a crystal thin line.
This is spider's hard work,
Like a necklace,
How beautiful!
The naughty raindrops are gone,
It turns out that the rain has stopped,
But I'm still immersed in the sound of raindrops,
Tick-tock is ringing in my ear,
Never changed.
The Woods in the rain are colorful,
Mushrooms are attached to it,
Trees and flowers cling to it,
Spiders cling to it,
And I,
I miss this wonderful miracle in the rain ... the Woods in the rain are so beautiful and charming. I love the Woods in my hometown, and I love the Woods in the rain more.