2017夏

夏天的雨，来的急促而热烈。

突如其来的水雾氤氲了视线，看不见匆匆行人的脸，雨轻拍在地上，溅起朵朵水花，轻颤着涟漪。青苔斑驳的木门，发出垂暮的轻叹，为自己，也为了这雨季。

窗台的爬山虎又高了一寸，跃跃欲试地敲着窗门。

向晚的风铃，叮铃地脆响，和进雨里。

做一桌晚餐，摆一幅碗筷，点一支烟，调一个电台，等一个人。

The summer rain comes with rush and warmth. A dense fog enshrouds sight, invisible hurried pedestrians faces.Only the rain pat on the ground sciently, splashes of spray, trembling and ripples. Mottled moss wooden doors, a chuimu sighs, for myself, for the rainy season.

The ledge of the creeper becomes higher, eagers to knock on the door and window.

The windbell, jingle to rattle, and into the rain.

Make a dinner, put a table , fire a cigarette,turn on a radio,wait a person.

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