一雨,不知道要下到什么时候。只觉得,记忆中关于这个冬天最多的就是雨。上班,下班,睡眠,清醒。直至睡梦中醒来,最先听到的也是窗外淅淅沥沥的雨声,仿佛经年未绝。雨水洗涤后的空气清新甜腻,空气里到处都是江南城市的那种缠缠绵绵的味道。我喜欢这个城市,这里曾让我爱得清新慵懒,让我有过丰沛的艺术快感。几千年吴越文化的浸淫,让这座城市至今还散发着婉约的气 A rain, do not know when to go down. Just think, the memory of this winter is the most rain. Work, work, sleep, awake. Until I woke up in my sleep, the first thing I heard was the rainy rain outside the window, as though it had not been through the years. After the rain washed fresh and sweet air, the air is full of Jiangnan city that kind of entangled taste. I like this city, where I once let me love fresh and lazy, so I have had plenty of artistic pleasure. Thousands of years of Wu Yue culture, so that the city still exudes a graceful atmosphere