外面冷雨敲着窗，忤轻轻揭开琴盖，试图寻找许久前的感觉。许久以前，他是以怎样的心情来触这键的呢?那感觉真是难以寻找，仿佛早上醒来，恍惚记得梦见过什么，硬是记不起来，心里憋得慌。许多年了，手指已经僵硬了。而曾经，手指还很灵活的时候，母亲就在对面，就在这屋里，那 The cold rain knocked out the window, gently uncovering the lid, trying to find the feeling of a long time ago. A long time ago, what kind of mood did he touch this key? That feeling is really hard to find. It seems to wake up in the morning. I remember what I had dreamt of. I couldn’t remember it and I was very nervous. For many years, the fingers have become stiff. In the past, when the fingers were still very flexible, the mother was just opposite, in this room,