雨来作者:李小建雨来的时候,没有半点声响就像在古代,一个隐士走很远的路去见另一个隐士我们盘膝坐在河边,听着晚风梳拂过竹海,内心干净得如同等水填满的空碗。这世间太多事物,美得让人难以承受比如远处的青山,在黑夜中和白天没有什么不同,它以树林、雾气禽兽、白云和关于神仙的传说予我们以盛大的馈赠。当我们短暂的离开那些升腾的烟火美妙的篝火晚会。静坐着在夜的果瓤中陷入无可名状的沉默中 Rain Author: Li Xiaojian rain comes, not the slightest sound just like in ancient times, a hermit to go a long way to see us sitting cross-legged hermit another river, listening to the breeze blowing through the bamboo comb, heart clean enough Like an empty bowl filled with water. There are too many things in this world that are unbearable to the United States, such as the green mountains in the distance. It is no different from the daytime in the darkness. It gives us a grand gift with woods, foggy animals, white clouds and legends about gods. When we briefly leave those wonderful fireworks rising fireworks. Sitting silently in the midnight fruit