Small building one night listening to the rain（二）

May be missing too strong, just after the Waking of Insects, we run to the same place. Rain before and after death has been a bit less cold, more were torrential. Bus walking in the rain, the wipers stop side to side. Who looks calm in the car, the vehicle distant cloud water, floating streamer moist Yang Zhao, a distant mountain, such as Dai, smoke Mino Rain Li, a shepherd boy virtual point, tightly caught my eye, but can not stop me miss you. While you are waiting to hold the umbrella in front, eyes soft and joy, as if this is a string of endless rain and wet notes, swing smiling lips are slightly sweet.
But more rain moving, or walking with suddenly floating in the Emei Qingyin Ge under the rain. The rain, such as silk, such as lines, floating in the mountain is covered with trees, floating in the Qing Yinge mottled cornices, and floating in the river at the foot of clear, answered gently gently, like a background music, rhythm Ruoyouruowu Own a soothing and romantic, it seems like real magic, as if a hundred thousand that refers to massage the helix, there should be more comfortable and more enjoyable. Old sitting in the booth, blazing with travel companions who were talking, watching the wet steps in twos and threes threw a raincoat walking down from the mountain people go one step further, looking two steps, fluttering long, the accent falls on you from different places My ears are unspeakable kind. At this time, Emei Mountain is a dynamic landscape, with clouds floating in the hillside, with far and near the mountains, Patches of forest trees, the hillside infested with monkeys, there are twists and turns of the veranda, a mildly birds ... ... you and I in them, very far away from human society, from the paradise very close.