飞机晚点,天一直下着雨。取完行李出来,站在雨里已是凌晨两点多钟,所有靠站的车都不是自己要坐的那一辆。晃动的人影渐次稀少,雨下得比先前急,心沉在黑漆漆的雨中。以至于他隔着马路朝我走来,一直走到我的眼前,才恍悟过来。有些地方无论你去过多少次了,或许永远都是陌生的。这可能是我与外界的永远无 The plane was late, the sky had been raining Take the luggage out, standing in the rain is more than two o’clock in the morning, all rely on the station car is not the one you want to sit. Swaying figure gradually sparse, raining more anxious than before, heart sink in the dark rain. So he walked across the street toward me, came to my eyes before it came to light. No matter how many times you’ve traveled in some places, you may always be unfamiliar. This may be my forever with the outside world