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雨天下

夜臨,雨茫茫而至,竟是模糊了整個世界,如果我是雨,我可以連接那毫不相近的天和地嗎?

　　兩個人的身影在雨中被雨水滴打著,但是那聲卻是如一曲綻放的秒樂,他們牽著的兩只手所構成的弧度我們叫做——愛情!

　　"你會愛我多久呢?"

　　"一生一世",

　　那雨是纏綿,暖暖的,但最終或者是愛神的一個玩笑令兩個人的愛點點滴滴地積聚起來,卻只是點綴出曾經,那裏飄忽著離散!

　　還是雨在靜靜地如無數憂傷的精靈,形成一幅無盡的序幕.

　　"不要,不要走啊!不要跟你爸爸去重慶?爲什麽?你騙我啊!"

　　"對不起"她搖了搖頭,淚水沿著那道在雨中看不清的痕迹緩緩落下,那種弧度,那種晶瑩,憂傷至極!漫天的雨水蒼涼地離開了屬于它們的一片天空.剔透的淚一滴滴地如一縷縷細針紮進心間,最後在那裏成了一個永不幹枯的傷之湖,回憶浸在傷中無奈地漸漸消逝!

　　如果我是雨我可以連接那毫不相近的天和地嗎?"山無陵,江水爲竭,冬雷陣陣,夏雨雪,天地和,乃感于君絕?"緣分忽忽而來,匆匆而去.使兩個靈魂因相思而發出低低的哀鳴,心就像一塊鏡子,不斷地倒影出雨中的那兩個身影,畫面卻是那麽脆弱,一碰而飄忽離散,散成了遍地的碎片,在生命中無阻的顫抖!永不止竭.

　　"如果我是雨,我可以連接那毫不相近的天和地嗎?興?"

　　"重慶也應該在下雨吧!不知道那個笨蛋有沒有帶傘."

　　"……雨已不是當初的雨了,可還是沒變!"

　　雨啊!你會祈禱嗎?

　　那麽我們一起……祈禱

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