Rainy Days

Here they come again, the rainy days in the latter part of the year, bringing all the melancholy and gloomy moods from London to this city of mobs.

People all seem grounded, in dorms, libraries, classrooms, busy to make their lives easier when they’re old.

They call it "fulfilling".

So I took my chance to do some empty work —- strolling with myself, who had been an old friend of mine.

In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobble stone,
Beneath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence

After a 30-minute conversation on the chilling moor, I found him the best company and listener I ever had. None of my life I could not share with him. We argued, of course, for a spell or two, which we both realized latter made our bond ever strengthened.

The day is now dimly lighted, beautiful, isn’t it?

3 thoughts on “Rainy Days

  1. 我不喜欢下雨天,每逢下雨天心情就会糟糕到极点。
    不过有个朋友可以在雨天分享心情,也是一件值得开心的事啊。

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