清晨,伴着“沙沙”的雨声醒来。 我蜷缩在床上,眼睛却眺望窗外灰蒙蒙的天空和深褐色的秃树干。尽管屋里依然是冬天那一种暖暖的干燥的热气,但我可以预感,房间外边已是早春的湿湿润润的气息了。 迅速起床,推开阳台上的窗户。果然,一股湿淋淋的由土地呼出来的雨水的味道沁入干燥的肺腑,我感到所有沉睡一冬的小虫 Early in the morning, wake up with the sound of “rustling”. I curled up in bed, my eyes overlooking the gray sky and the dark brown bare tree trunk. Although the house is still a warm, dry heat in winter, I can predict that the outside of the room is damp and humid in early spring. Get up quickly and open the window on the balcony. Sure enough, a wet rain from the land exhaled the taste of Qin into the dry heart, I feel all sleeping a winter bug