醒了的时候,昨夜里的一场雨已经过去,天是深蓝的亮,太阳还没有出来。看了看手机上的时间,才三点半。推开窗,空气散发着清凉的气息扑面而来,远方笼罩在一层浅灰的朦胧里。楼下是一片安静,道路两旁停放的车辆仿佛还在安睡,一辆一辆踏实地卧在那里,不知道奔跑了一天的它们在静寂的夜里会不会做一两个美丽的梦,比如梦到更宽广的路,比如梦到更美的风景。 When I woke up, a rain last night had passed, the sky was dark blue, the sun has not come out yet. Looked at the time on the phone, only three thirty. Open the window, the air exudes a cool breath blowing, distant enveloped in a layer of light gray hazy. Downstairs is a quiet, parked vehicles on both sides of the road as if still asleep, a steady lay there, do not know running for a day they will not do one or two beautiful dreams in the quiet night, such as a dream To a broader road, such as dreaming of more beautiful scenery.