下雨了。从书中抬起倦眼,窗外不知何时雨已歇,屋檐下一滴水将落未落,我盯着它。猛然,它啪地落地,那一瞬间我一惊,仿佛那就是我自己。原来灵魂这种东西真是有的,不定何时它就跳出自我的藩篱,和天地万物融合在一起。只是这样的机会太少,太稀奇,尤其是现在。是压抑已久的物质热情点燃了一个轰轰烈烈的消费时代,还是消费时代掀翻了我们心中的欲望之海?反正人们习惯用大把大把的人民币,去置换电光石火的一时之快。从平面直角到等离子,从蹲机到壁挂,无非一台电视机,却以一 It’s raining. Lifting tired from the book, I do not know when the rain out of the window, a drop of water under the eaves will fall, I stare at it. Suddenly, it snapped, that moment I was surprised, as if that is my own. The original soul of this kind of thing really, uncertain when it will jump out of the barriers of ourselves, and all things together. Just such opportunities are too small, too curious, especially now. Is the suppression of the material passion has long ignited a vigorous consumer era, or consumption era has thrown the sea of ​​desire in our hearts? Anyway, people are accustomed to using a lot of renminbi, to replace the flashlight flash of the moment. Right from the plane to the plasma, from the squatting machine to the wall, nothing more than a TV, but to one