窗外,雨在悄悄地编织着一幅如烟似雾的薄纱,将天地都笼了进去,一丝轻风掠过,几缕雨丝偏离了原来的轨道飘进纱窗,洒在我的发际唇边。哦!清清的凉凉的仿佛还带有一点若有若无的苦涩。伴着潇潇的雨声,我便又多了几份心事,拾掇着不经意的忧伤,尽力掩饰着似悲似哭的心绪,若有所思?若 Outside the window, the rain quietly weaves a mist of smoke-like tulle, cages the heavens and the earth, and a light breeze passes by it. A few strands of rain drift from the original track into the screen window and spill on my lips. side. Oh, the coolness of the Qing dynasty seems to carry a bit of bitterness. Accompanied by the torrential rain, I added a few more thoughts, picked up my inadvertent grief, and tried my best to disguise the sad, crying-like mood.