灰蒙蒙的天空中飘着几大片黑压压的云朵,狂风夹杂着雨丝倾泻而下,过往的行人都匆匆往家里赶。其间有两个10岁左右的孩子蹲在马路边,他们都没有穿雨衣,却来回奔跑着、忙碌着,在倾盆大雨中,他们早已被淋湿。这便是我和我的小伙伴程智焘。我认识他时,我们都不过八九岁,离现在有三四年了。我们每天放学一起骑车回家,渐渐地,我们成为情同手足的亲密兄弟。他长着一对浓墨似的眉毛,一双炯炯 Floating in the gray sky a few large dark clouds of clouds, wind mixed with rain pouring down, the past pedestrians rush to rush home. In the meantime, two 10-year-old children squatted by the side of the road. They all did not wear raincoats and ran back and forth. They were busy and were already wet in the downpour. This is me and my partner Cheng Chih-tung. When I met him, we were only eight or nine years old, three or four years from now. We ride home every day after school, and gradually, we become close brothers and sisters. He has a pair of thick ink-like eyebrows, a pair of piercing