每当觉得筋疲力尽的时候,我就喜欢回老家听听那故乡的雨,然后重新上路。褪去了一身铅华,抛弃了一时浮躁,我撑着伞漫步于小巷古道之上。小巷听雨是最有趣的。雨点轻叩翠叶青瓦,便有“大珠小珠落玉盘”之声。清清脆脆,急急缓缓,如纤纤玉手拨着琴弦;大大小小,起起落落,如珍珠落地一般;高高低低,跌宕起伏,似万马奔腾。此时,泡上一杯龙井,看茶叶在杯中随雨声舞动;手握茶杯,嗅着小巷青石板上那没有沥青味的味道,望着那饱经沧桑剥去粉饰的墙,真是别有一番情趣。 When I feel exhausted, I like to go home to hear the rain in my hometown, and then go back on the road. Faded out of a lead, abandoned an impetuous, I am holding an umbrella walk in the alley above the ancient path. Alley listening to the rain is the most interesting. Rain light green jade tile, there is “ Big Pearl beads drop jade plate ” voice. Clear and crisp, hurry slowly, such as filigree jade hand stringing; large and small, ups and downs, such as pearls landing in general; high and low, ups and downs, like horses gallop. At this point, soak in a glass of Longjing, watching tea in the cup with the sound of rain dancing; holding a teacup, sniffing the taste of the asphalt on the alley with no asphalt taste, looking at the vicissitudes of life to peel off the whitewashed wall, really do have some fun.