断断续续下了几天的雨,到黄昏又淅淅沥沥地下起来了。细柔的雨丝密密地斜织着,雨声便如春蚕咀嚼桑叶一般,嘈嘈切切地将白昼的余光一点点啃噬殆尽。夜色渐渐浓起来,人家的窗户大都紧紧地闭着,朦胧 After a few days of intermittent rain, it was pounding again and again. The delicate rain is woven diagonally, and the sound of rain is like a silkworm chewing on a mulberry leaf, and the light of the daylight is devastated. The night gradually became thicker, and most people’s windows were closed tightly.