雨后初霁。熏然的微风从列车的窗口吹来,光影在窗外急速地变幻,灰蓝的天空,仿佛是一张失去了回忆的脸,泪水浇灭了整场盛夏的热情。车过赣州站,进入云石山。是呵,快到家了,被放出去的风筝还是逆转着飞回来了。仰望蓝天的记忆,太久,太久。在她参加工作的第一个年头。他终于离开了她,带着四年时光的痕迹消失在他们曾经开始在一起读书、恋爱的城市。她也转身离开。并非移情别恋,也许,各自都是为了心中执念的理想吧,不想因 Early after the rain 霁. Smoky breeze blowing from the window of the train, the light and shade changing rapidly in the window, blue sky, like a lost memory of the face, tears quenched the enthusiasm of the summer. Car through Ganzhou station, into the Marble Hill. Oh, it’s almost home, and the kite released is still reversing and flying back. Looked at the memory of the blue sky, too long, too long. During her first year of work. He finally left her, with traces of four years of time disappearing in the city they had begun to study together, love. She also turned away. Not empathy, perhaps, each one is ideal for the sake of the mind it, do not want to