夏    天    里    的    成    长   

 夏    天    是    万    物    迅    速    生    长    的    季    节   
 生    物    从    小    到    大   , 本    来    是    天    天    长    的   , 不    过    夏    天    的    长    是    飞    快    的    长   , 跳    跃    的    长   , 活    生    生    的    看    得    见    的    长   。 你    在    棚    架    上    看    瓜    藤   , 一    天    可    以    长    出    几    寸   ; 你    到    竹    子    林   、 高    粱    地    里    听    声    音   , 在    叭    叭    的    声    响    里   , 一    夜    可    以    多    出    半    节   。 昨    天    是    苞    蕾   , 今    天    是    鲜    花   , 明    天    就    变    成    了    小    果    实   。 一    块    白    石    头   , 几    天    不    见   , 就    长    满    了    苔    藓   ; 一    片    黄    泥    土   , 几    天    不    见   , 就    变    成    了    草    坪    菜    畦   。 邻    家    的    小    猫    小    狗    小    鸡    小    鸭   , 个    把    月    不    过    来   , 再    见    面   , 它    已    经    有    了    妈    妈    的    一    半    大   
 草    长   , 树    木    长   , 山    是    一    天    一    天    地    变    丰    满   。 稻    秧    长   , 甘    蔗    长   ,  地    是    一    天    一    天    地    高    起    来   。 水    长   , 瀑    布    长   , 河    也    是    一    天    一    天    地    变    宽     变    深   。 俗    话    说   : 不    热    不    长   , 不    热    不    大   。 随    着    太    阳    威    力    的    增    加   , 温     度    的    增    加   , 什    么    都    在    生    长   。 最    热    的    时    候   , 连    铁    路    的    铁    轨    也    长   , 把     连    接    处    的    缝    隙    几    乎    填    满   。 柏    油    路    也    软    绵    绵    的   , 像    是    高    起    来   
 一    过    夏    天   , 小    学    生    有    的    成    了    中    学    生   , 中    学    生    有    的    成    了    大    学    生   。  升    级   、 跳    班   , 快    点    儿   , 慢    点    儿   , 总    是    要    长   。 北    方    农    家    的    谚    语    说   :  六    月    六   , 看    谷    秀   。 又    说   : 处    暑    不    出    头   , 割    谷    喂    老    牛   。 农    作    物    到     了    该    长    的    时    候    不    长   , 或    是    长    得    太    慢   , 就    没    有    收    成    的    希    望   。 人    也    是    一     样   , 要    赶    时    候   , 赶    热    天   , 尽    量    地    用    力    地    长   
 有    一    天   , 妈    妈    下    班    回    来   , 递    给    我    一    个    扁    扁    的    纸    盒    子   。 我    打    开    一    看   , 是    一    件    淡    绿    色    的   、 透    明    的    新    雨    衣   。 我    立    刻    就    抖    开    雨    衣    往    身    上    穿   。 怎    么   ? 雨    衣    上    竟    然    还    长    着    两    只    袖    筒   , 不    像    那    种    斗    篷    式    的   : 手    在    雨    衣    里    缩    着   , 什    么    也    干    不    了   。 穿    上    这    件    情    况    就    不    同    了   , 管    你    下    雨    不    下    雨   , 想    干    什    么    就    干    什    么   
 我    一    边    想   , 一    边    在    屋    里    走    来    走    去   , 戴    上    雨    帽   , 又    抖    抖    袖    子   , 把    雨    衣    弄    得    窸    窸    窣    窣    响   。 直    到    妈    妈    一    声    喊   : 蕾    蕾   , 你    疯    啦   ? 嫌    身    上    没    长    痱    子    吗   ? 我    才    赶    忙    把    雨    衣    脱    下    来   。 摸    摸    后    背   , 衬    衫    已    经    让    汗    水    浸    湿    了   , 浑    身    凉    冰    冰    的   
 我    开    始    盼    着    变    天   。 可    是    一    连    好    多    天   , 白    天    天    上    都    是    瓦    蓝    瓦    蓝    的   ,  夜    晚    又    变    成    满    天    星    斗   。 我    的    雨    衣    一    直    安    安    静    静    地    躺    在    盒    子    里   , 盒    子     一    直    安    安    静    静    地    躺    在    衣    柜    里   。 每    天    放    学    路    上    我    都    在    想   : 太    阳    把    天    烤     得    这    样    干   , 还    能    长    云    彩    吗   ? 为    什    么    我    一    有    了    雨    衣   , 天    气    预    报    就    总    是     晴    呢   ?
 有    一    天   , 快    到    家    时   , 路    边    的    小    杨    树    忽    然    沙    啦    啦    地    喧    闹    起    来   , 就    像    在    嘻    嘻    地    笑   。 还    用    问   , 这    是    起    了    风   。 一    会    儿   , 几    朵    厚    墩    墩    的    云    彩    飘    游    过    来   , 把    太    阳    也    给    遮    盖    住    了   。 天    一    下    子    变    了    脸    色   。 路    上    行    人    都    加    快    了    走    路    的    速    度   , 我    却    放    慢    了    脚    步   , 心    想   , 雨    点    儿    打    在    头    上   , 才    是    世    界    上    最    美    的    事    呢   ! 果    然   , 随    着    几    声    闷    雷   , 头    顶    上    真    的    落    上    了    几   
 本    文    作    者    铁    凝   ,  选    作    课    文    时    有    改    动   
 个    雨    点    儿   。 我    又    伸    手    试    了    试    周    围   , 手    心    里    也    落    上    了    两    三    个    雨    点    儿   。  我    兴    奋    地    仰    起    头   , 甩    打    着    书    包    就    大    步    跑    进    了    楼    门   
 真    的    吗   ? 妈    妈    问   
 我    不    再    说    话   , 也    不    敢    再    去    看    妈    妈   , 急    忙    背    过    身    子    盯    住    碗    架   ,  上    边    的    瓶    瓶    罐    罐    确    实    满    满    当    当   , 看    来    不    会    有    出    去    买    东    西    的    希    望    了   。  再    看    看    屋    里    的    闹    钟   , 六    点    二    十   , 我    只    好    打    开    电    视   , 不    声    不    响    地    听     英    语    讲    座   
 吃    过    晚    饭   , 雨    还    在    不    停    地    下    着   , 嗒    嗒    嗒    地    打    着    玻    璃    窗   , 好    像    是     敲    着    鼓    点    逗    引    我    出    去   。 我    跑    到    窗    前   , 不    住    地    朝    街    上    张    望    着   。 望    着    望   
 着    又    担    心    起    来   : 要    是    今    天    雨    都    下    完    了   , 那    明    天    还    有    雨    可    下    吗   ? 最    好    还    是    留    到    明    天    吧   
 说    来    也    怪   , 雨    果    真    像    我    希    望    的    那    样    停    了   。 四    周    一    下    子    变    得    那    样    安    静   。 我    推    开    窗    子   , 凉    爽    的    空    气    扑    了    过    来   , 还    带    点    儿    腥    味   。 路    灯    照    着    大    雨    冲    刷    过    的    马    路   , 马    路    上    像    铺    了    一    层    明    晃    晃    的    玻    璃   ; 路    灯    照    着    路    旁    的    小    杨    树   , 小    杨    树    上    像    挂    满    了    珍    珠    玛    瑙   。 可    雨    点    儿    要    是    淋    在    淡    绿    色    的    雨    衣    上    呢   , 那    一    定    比    珍    珠    玛    瑙    还    好    看   。 我    扑    到    自    己    的    床    上   , 一    心    想    着    明    天    雨    点    儿    打    在    雨    衣    上    的    事   
 第    二    天    早    晨    一    睁    眼   , 四    周    还    是    静    悄    悄    的   。 我    决    心    不    再    想    什    么    雨    不    雨    的   。 谁    知    等    我    背    着    书    包    走    到    街    上   , 脑    门    又    落    上    了    几    滴    水    珠   。 我    还    以    为    是    树    上    掉    下    来    的   , 直    到    我    仰    着    头    躲    开    树   , 甜    丝    丝    的    雨    点    儿    又    滴    到    我    嘴    唇    上    时   , 我    的    心    才    又    像    要    从    嗓    子    里    蹦    出    来    一    样   。 我    几    步    跑    回    家   , 理    直    气    壮    地    打    开    柜    门   , 拿    出    雨    衣    冲    妈    妈    说   : 妈    妈   , 下    呢   , 还    在    下    呢   !
 妈    妈    一    歪    头    冲    我    笑    了    笑   , 帮    我    系    好    扣   , 戴    上    帽    子   。 我    挺    着    脖    子   , 小    心    翼    翼    地    跑    下    了    楼    梯   
 我    走    在    街    上   , 甩    着    两    只    透    明    的    绿    袖    子   , 觉    得    好    像    雨    点    儿    都    特    别     爱    往    我    的    雨    衣    上    落   。 它    们    在    我    的    头    顶    和    肩    膀    上    起    劲    地    跳    跃   : 滴    答   ,  滴    答    滴    答   ……
 袖    篷    缩    疯    瓦    柜    喧    甩    嚷    酱    唇    蹦    梯   
 中    心    意    思    确    立    后   , 怎    样    才    能    把    这    个    意    思    表    达    得    更    全    面   、 更    充    分    呢   ? 可    以    围    绕    中    心    意    思   , 从    不    同    的    方    面    或    者    选    取    不    同    的    事    例    来    写   。 如   ,《 夏    天    里    的    成    长   》 为    了    表    现    夏    天    是    万    物    生    长    的    季    节   , 就    选    择    了    各    种    各    样    的    事    物    作    为    例    子   , 让    我    们    深    深    感    受    到    了    夏    日    的    生    机    与    活    力   
 在    围    绕    一    个    意    思    表    达    时   , 要    将    重    要    部    分    写    得    详    细    些   、 具    体    些   , 才    能    给    读    者    留    下    更    深    刻    的    印    象   。 如   , 课    文   《 盼   》 紧    扣    盼    字   , 具    体    写    了    我    放    学    路    上    惊    喜    地    发    现    下    雨    了   , 兴    冲    冲    地    跑    回    家   , 想    借    买    酱    油    的    机    会    穿    上    新    雨    衣   , 却    未    能    如    愿   …… 这    些    具    体    生    动    的    描    写   , 让    我    们    对    盼    的    心    情    感    同    身    受   
 好    斗    的    公    鸡     都    是    淘    气    惹    的    祸     闲    不    住    的    奶    奶     忙    碌    的    早    晨     欢    声    笑    语    满    校    园     那    些    温    暖    的    时    光   

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