天空中飘着濛濛细雨。  
                                                                                  我撑着伞，慢步在乡间的小路，
                                                                                  享受着细雨中的这份静谧。
                                                                                  偶尔一声鸡鸣，
                                                                                  偶尔一声犬吠。
                                                                                  它裹挟着身旁的嫩绿，
                                                                                  嫚妙成了诗情画意。
                                                                                  近处是郁郁葱葱的麦苗，
                                                                                  麦苗上是晶莹剔透的雨滴。
                                                                                  远处是绿树掩映下的村庄，
                                                                                  村庄上缠绕着炊烟的漪旎。
                                                                                  这里没有城市的喧嚣，
                                                                                  大路上偶尔传来声声汽笛。
                                                                                  田野了看不到牛羊，
                                                                                   也看不到鸡鸭食觅。
                                                                                   与小时候的农村相比，
                                                                                   简直是两个天地。
                                                                                   那时候生产队的麦苗，
                                                                                    不仅要防鸡鸭，
                                                                                    更要防猪牛羊的啃袭。
                                                                                    如今的天，如今的地，
                                                                                    如今的濛濛细雨。
                                                                                    到处都是新诗，
                                                                                    到处都是画意。
                                                                                    雨中的田野藏着颂歌，
                                                                                    雨中的村庄藏着传奇。