窗外,正下着入春以来第一场雨。心中,却游着一股没来由的郁闷。雨,不是很大,但很缠绵,偶尔会来一些小小的爆发,更显得世事无常。繁重的压力,让人很难有雨中漫步的情调,即使外出,也是小心翼翼地不敢走大步,踮着脚尖,跳芭蕾似的走,免得污泥甩上自己的长裤。回到家中,依稀地闻到一 Outside the window, it was under the first rain since the spring. In my heart, I was sulky and depressed. The rain is not very big, but it is lingering. Occasionally, there will be some small outbreaks, even more impermanent. The heavy pressure makes it difficult for people to walk in the rain. Even if they go out, they are careful not to dare to take big steps. They dance on their toes and dance like ballets, lest the sludge be thrown on their trousers. Back home, vaguely smelled