一雨停了,窗外,缥缈的雨雾逐渐消散,深邃的夜空如一块上好的宝石般晶莹剔透,一轮圆月渐渐从稀薄的云层后露出来。我打开窗子,经雨水洗涤后的空气带着一股清新湿润的香味,隐约夹杂着一缕熟悉而又遥远的味道,循着这股气味放眼望去,原是路边的桂花 As soon as the rain stopped, the hazy rain and fog gradually dissipated outside the window, and the deep night sky was crystal clear like a good jewel. A round moon gradually emerged from the thin clouds. I opened the window, and the air that had been washed by the rain had a fresh, moist smell, faintly intermingled with a familiar and far-reaching taste. I followed the odor and looked forward to seeing the osmanthus on the roadside.