阴雨天又逢平淡的日子,延绵起来最难熬。心绪无波澜,找不出兴趣的由头。我随手撑开一把伞,一把蓝花花伞,在漫漫雨丝中溜达到了桑干河边。雨,织出了灰白而轻曼的雾,远处的山、近处的树都掩藏了起来。那条新修的河道铺满了水色,比那天色还显亮了许多。尚未整理完毕的河岸,一溜子坦荡抒长。辗平的表层布满了均匀的石子,与北缘的公路、南缘的河水,一同伸进东西两端暧昧且让人迷幻的雨气里。这如此旷达苍荒的大河,却有往日里比不 Rainy days and every dull days, the most difficult to stretch. No mood waves, can not find the head of interest. I readily propped up an umbrella, a blue umbrella, stroll in the long rain silk Sanggan River. Rain, weaving a gray and light fog, the mountains in the distance, the trees are hidden in the vicinity up. The newly built river covered with aqua was much brighter than the day’s color. Have not finished finishing river, a slippery turbulent expression of long. Rolled flat surface covered with uniform stones, and the northern edge of the road, the southern edge of the river, with things into the ambiguous at both ends and people psychedelic rain. This broad-minded river so broad, but in the past than in the past