冰凉刺骨的倾盆大雨冲刷了小城酒吧前的柏油马路。像平时一样,我独自坐在那儿,凝视着雨淋淋的昏暗。积满雨水的马路对过是小城的公园。那里有5英亩草地,巨大的榆树,而今夜还有一片齐脚面深的冰凉的雨水。我已经在那破旧的酒吧待了半小时了,慢慢地喝着酒。我那若有所思的目光终于聚焦在100英尺外,长满草的水坑里的一团东西上。我从淌着雨珠的玻璃窗往外又看了10分钟,想辨出那团东西是个动物,还 The icy and torrential rain drenched the asphalt road in front of the town bar. As usual, I sat alone, staring at the darkness of the rain. The rain-filled road is opposite to the park in the town. There are 5 acres of grassland, huge banyan trees, and there is a cold rain on the night. I have been in the old bar for half an hour, slowly drinking. My thoughtful gaze finally focused on a pack of grassy puddles 100 feet away. I watched another ten minutes from the glass window with the raindrops, trying to discern that the thing was an animal.