遇袭背后早上五点的时候网吧停电了,没办法,我只能提前下机。雨后的清晨竟然起了雾,这应该是夏日里难得一见的景象,我吸一口空气觉得味儿挺怪的。在回寝室的路上要经过操场。换作以往,这个时间有许多人打球,可能由于地上水太多的缘故,今天一点声音也没有。可就在即将穿过操场的时候,我听见了哭声。流泪的是个女孩儿。雨后的早晨天还有些阴暗,雾蒙蒙的操场篮球架下一个孤 After the attack at five o’clock in the morning when the cafes power outage, no way, I can only under the machine. Even the foggy morning after the rain, this should be a rare sight in summer, I breathe a taste of taste quite strange. On the way back to the bedroom to go through the playground. In exchange for the past, this time there are many people playing, probably because of ground water too much reason, a little voice today. I heard the cry just as I was passing through the playground. Tears are a girl. The morning after rain there are some dark, foggy playground basketball stand alone