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Tag Archives: 黑翼诗集
灰色的雨
看过灰色的雨吗?没有吧? 黑翼也没有。 凉爽的风冰冷的雨 总是让人觉得清醒轻松 但 今天黑翼觉得那雨变得灰灰的 视线里 蒙上了一层看不见的雾 所看所见仿佛被过滤了时光的洗礼套上了灰灰的色彩 人生可以充满无数颜色 但为何现在的黑翼只看到灰色? 七彩,你到哪儿去了? 朦胧的景物郁蓝的天空灰色的雨滴深深地刺进心里面构成了,一种无法明言的情绪… 2009年4月9日黑翼 随写