阴雨天对某些人来说是个灾难,譬如洁,还有我。心底就像中了蛊咒似的狂跳不止,湿冷的空气包裹的躯干不住颤栗,渴求的念头拉扯着肌肉,牵挂着神经向上窜!窜!渴望打破云层,把所有的阴霾,连同年少的狂躁、无知、悲伤都摊开,暴晒着,直到扭曲一切的阴惨,回归光明。 Rainy days are a disaster for some people, such as cleanliness, and me. My heart is like a mad spell more than crazy, wet and cold air wrapped torso trembling, craving the idea of ​​pulling the muscles, worried about nerve up channeling! Channeling! Desire to break the clouds, all the haze, together with young Manic, ignorance, sadness are spread, exposure, until the distorted all the miserable, return to light.