昨天,我和爸爸去彭祖广场玩滑板。
Yesterday, my father and I went to Pengzu square to skate.
我们俩兴高采烈地走到彭祖广场,讨厌的老天爷就下雨了。真倒霉,我和爸爸赶快往家跑。跑着,跑着,雨就跟着我们跑起来,它也越下越大。好象是我们招惹了它似的。哎,雨啊,你可真够恨的,害我连滑板也没玩上,还淋成了一个落汤鸡。
We walked happily to Pengzu square, and it rained. Unfortunately, dad and I ran home quickly. Running, running, the rain will follow us, and it will get bigger and bigger. It's as if we've provoked it. Oh, the rain, you really hate it. I didn't even play the skateboard, and I was drenched in soup.
昨天的雨可真大呀!
What a heavy rain it was yesterday!