要用多长时间,来听这场雨?你拉了六瓦的台灯,在昏暗中突显出晶体质感的光源里看旧相片。泛黄的齿缘带着时间尘埃的气味,弥久余香。此时是午后三时,五月初的雨轻巧婉转,那是四月的驼云在刚刚过去的日子里未来得及倾泻的谷水,万物阒静。仿佛同你一起在灯下念悼往昔的时日。 How long does it take to listen to this rain? You have drawn a six-watt table lamp and watched the old photographs in a dark light with crystal textures. The yellowish edges of the teeth carry the dusty odor of time, leaving a long-lasting fragrance. At this time, the rain of 3 o’clock in the afternoon and the beginning of May was a light and gentle one. It was the valley water that the camel clouds in April had just poured out in the days just past. Everything was quiet. It’s as if you’re talking with you under the lamp and talking about the past.