“好雨知时节,当春乃发生。随风潜入夜,润物细无声。”春雨的缠绵,春雨的隽永,杜甫在他的诗中都描写得入神入骨。然而实在的一夜春雨又当如何呢?我从前未曾亲历——抑或是不曾留意。可今 “Good rain knows the season, when the spring is happening. When the wind sneaked into the night, the moistens things.” The lingering spring rain, the timeless spring rain, Du Fu in his poems are described in the bones. However, what is the true night’s spring rain? I have never experienced it before - or have not noticed it. Ke Jin