大概是欠了去年太多，细雨飘飞了整整的一季。
　　要用怎样的心情去看今年的春雨？在路上打了伞嫌多余，空了手湿了衣裳。踮着脚踏过浅浅的水滩，身后是晃动不已的倒影。
　　会敞开窗来自由地呼吸这滤过的空气，也会为蒙蒙的雾气而恼了地板上的潮湿。会看花池边上的小草劲头十足的冒尖儿，也会为挂着几滴雨水的篮球框寂寞而小叹。嗯，有多久没打过篮球了，不记得了。
　　
　　春季总会让人慵懒无比，伸了无数个懒腰都不能解决问题，飘雨的下午会让人更安静，而安静之余更想在怀里抱着一本书昏昏睡去。
　　能睡着总是好的，往往闭紧了眼而不能寐，片刻的松驰之后却不愿醒来。谁知醒来过后会发生什么呢？
　　久了无梦，便会有梦。梦里游荡在城市的边缘，无聊地触摸水泥森林缝隙间穿过的光线，手的影子在墙上拼起支离破碎的心事，像墨黑的板画。
　　然而，在暗得发蓝的夜幕里，黄昏中微微摇动的躺椅，梦总会醒来，对吗？
　　
　　出了三月，将伞折起收好大概就不会远了。与其让雨滴固执地落在领上襟前，何不看那小桃红，柳絮儿满天飘起的时候早已经悄悄微笑，只是你没看到。
　　
　　没看到都不要紧，all blowing in the wind。
　　明天就是四月了。
　　
　　
　　
　　附：
　　Blowing in the Wind Steven
　　
　　How many roads must a man walk down
　　Before you can call him a man?
　　Yes, n how many seas must a white dove sail
　　Before she sleeps in the sand?
　　Yes, n how many times must the cannon balls fly
　　Before they re forever banned?
　　
　　The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind,
　　The answer is blowing in the wind
　　
　　Yes, n how many years can a mountain exist
　　Before it is washed to the sea?
　　Yes, n how many years can some people exist
　　Before they re allowed to to be free?
　　Yes, n how many times can a man turn his head
　　And pretend that he just doesn t see?
　　
　　The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind,
　　The answer is blowing in the wind
　　
　　Yes, n how many times must a man look up
　　Before he can see the sky?
　　Yes, n how many ears must one man have
　　Before he can hear people cry?
　　Yes, n how many deaths will it take till he knows
　　That too many people have died?
　　
　　The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind,
　　The answer is blowing in the wind