雨还在纷纷扬扬地下着,只不过树叶已经落了一地,夹杂在一生都不会被大树所眷顾的野草中。当草静静地站在雨中的时候,风似乎失去了什么东西的禁锢,打开枷锁呼啸而出。它以变幻无常的姿势掠过大地,像一位不速之客。它用最柔和的脚步徜徉在河道上的氤氲水汽与河岸两旁的白色矮灯之 The rain is still rising underground, but the leaves have already fallen to the ground and are mixed in the weeds that will not be visited by the trees in one life. When the grass stood quietly in the rain, the wind seemed to have lost something and locked it out. It swept across the earth in a fickle position, like an uninvited guest. It uses the gentlest steps to pound the water vapor on the river and the white dwarf lights on both sides of the bank.