是个雨夜。雨很大，借着路灯，林子看见一条长得望不见边的瀑布从天上垂下来。耳畔只有噼哩叭啦的雨声。手上的雨伞出奇的沉，冰凉的雨点砸在脸上透骨的寒。路上看不见行人，只听见自己走路的哗啦哗啦声，街道上积满了水。在这寂寥的雨夜，走在这静寞的街道上，林子有点怕... It is a rainy night. The rain was great. Through the street lights, the woods saw a seemingly endless waterfall hanging down from the sky. There was only rain in the ears. Surprisingly, the hand of the umbrella Shen, cold raindrops hit the face of the bone of the cold. Can not see the road pedestrians, only to hear their own crashed walk, the streets full of water. In this lonely rainy night, walking in this lonely street, the woods a little scared ...