雨有感

雨有感

下雨了,下课了。

终于,凑齐了时间,我们四个终于可以一起吃顿饭了。

自己从来不是会和同学出去玩的人,甚至通勤的目的就是为了去下一个学习、学车、写文书的地点。

我们谈天谈地,说东说西,浅显地欢笑,发自内心地笑。我所理解的热爱生活就是这样。

电影,没有看懂。寄希望于他们,也没有看懂。一笑而过。

下雨了,下大了。抚着微风,贴着滴水,别是惬意。

雨小了,站在路边,路边的高楼大厦却没有眼前的灰暗迷人。

我们骑着车,迎着风,穿过无光的函洞。后方来车的照亮,别是一般风情。

路上,雨大了,却更安静了,只剩下仍沉浸在欢乐中的自我。

停下车,步行穿过日日行走的道路,两边的路灯、霓虹灯闪耀。

回家,心被清风和雨水洗刷的澄澈,纯净。

Last Spring Festival with Family

Last Spring Festival with Family

The year of OX, the last Spring Festival I could spend time with family members together. In my childhood memory, the New Year was full of happiness, mostly sounds of firecrackers… However, as growing up I find less and less interest and meaningful this traditional festival is. It soon became a period of blank. Nothing much I could do. Yet, this year, is completely different for me.

My mom was the first person reminded me of the importance of this year. She planned a lot of places to go where we never had available time to visit together.

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