今天是一个晴天,可我的心情在适应了许多天的阴暗迷蒙后,却有些无所适从。阳光洋洋洒洒,悄悄地钻过每一线窗的缝隙,轻轻抚过每一片影的痕迹,一切长期沉寂于寒冷晦暗的事物都在温和的摩挲下潜移默化、渐露生机。于我,却没有过多的欢欣。因为,明媚的天气总有终了的一天,如晦的风雨总有到来的一日,或许 Today is a sunny day, but my mood, after adjusting to the gloomy darkness of many days, is somewhat confused. Sunny sunshine, quietly drilled through the slits of each window, gently stroking the traces of each piece of shadow, all the long-term silence in the cold and dull things are subdued under the mild Mozu, gradually vitality. In me, but not too much joy. Because, bright weather there is always the end of the day, such as the dark storm always coming day, maybe