到贵阳第二日,飘起了毛毛细雨。夜里一边泡脚一边跟舅妈闲聊,头顶雷声骤起,紫电频繁。不多时,雨点开始敲打门窗,一粒粒的脆响逐渐密集,连成一片,隔绝了市声。居住在楼房高层,窗外没有地面景物参照,房间顿时如同荡入了水流中的孤岛,被强烈的漂浮感笼罩,所有知觉 Guiyang on the second day, drizzled drizzle. Side of the night while chatting with her aunt and his wife, thunder from his head, purple frequent. Not much time, raindrops began to beat the windows and doors, a grain of crisp gradually dense, even into one, isolated from the sound of the city. Living in the high-rise buildings, there is no reference to the ground outside the window, the room suddenly like the water into the island, was a strong sense of floating, all perception