————Where Rain Lingers————

難忘的總是個雨夜。街上沒幾個人影兒，依稀兩三盞昏沉沉的吊燈，本照不亮什麽顔色，偏偏那些落在墻上地上、挂在電綫上的水珠子，黃澄澄亮晶晶地把巷子映得透亮。讓人不自覺地想往裏鉆，循著滴滴答答的雨聲，是個靜心的好去處。

It is always the rainy nights that linger in my dreams. The streets lie nearly empty, beneath a few dim, drowsy lamps that hardly illuminate anything. And yet, the droplets on walls and ground, strung along the wires, glow warm and bright, filling the alley with a quiet radiance. Drawn by the gentle rhythm of rain, one is led inward, to a place of solace.

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