1入夏以来,雨无休无止地发脾气,像烦心敲打的锣鼓,叮叮当当,不绝于耳。我有睡懒觉的恶习也被雨声破坏了。天刚亮,我就穿衣下床。来到落地窗前,我皱了皱眉头,隔着落地窗看着外面潮湿的世界:对面的香樟、桂花树枝叶繁茂,在风雨中摇摇晃晃。雨水像珠子一样从树叶滚落到地上,溅起水花。这些树在小区生长叫风景树,主要取悦于人们听觉与视觉享受罢了。我对这些树没有感情,我更习惯于延 Since the beginning of summer, the endless stream of temper of the rain, like bothering beating drums, rattled, endless. My bad habit of sleeping late was also destroyed by rain. When it’s dawn, I’m getting out of bed. Came to the French window, I frowned, looking through the French window outside the wet world: opposite camphor, sweet-scented osmanthus branches lush, staggering in the wind and rain. Rain drops like a bead from the leaves onto the ground and splashes water. These trees grow in the community called landscape trees, mainly to pleasing people’s hearing and visual enjoyment nothing more. I have no feelings for these trees, I am more accustomed to delay