雨中畅谈_若般若去

　　雨中畅谈 (第1/4页)

    窗外霏霏雨线忽大忽小，拍打在玻璃上，滴答滴答。

    阴云天，黄叶地，波上寒烟翠。

    车内，木若坐在副驾驶抱着布达给它顺毛。空气陷入沉静，只有雨声和狗狗糯糯的哼唧声。

    还有两人淡淡的呼吸声。

    邬川修长的手指点了下屏幕。

    很长的前奏。

    “on  a  dark  desert  highway  cool  wind  in  my  hair,

    Warm  smell  of  colitas  rising  up  through  the  air

    ……”

    女孩跟着哼唱起来。

    抑扬顿挫。

    男人靠在座椅上静静阖眼听着，手指轻轻在大腿上敲着拍子，嘴角泛起一丝笑。

    “I  thought  I  heard  them  say,

    Wee  to  the  hotel  California,

    such  ……”

    “……some  dao  remember  some  dao  fet.”

    “so  I  called  up  the  captain,

    Please  bring  me  my  wine.”

    男人低沉清亮的嗓音，合着细腻的女声，一主一副，一低一高，相辅相成。

    “he  said  ,  we  haven&039;t  had  that  spirit  here  since  1969,

    And  still  those  voices  are  calling  from  far  away,

    Wake  you  up  in  the  middle  of  the  night……”

    历史，罪恶。

    你可以随时结账，但永远无法离开。

    “美音不错”，木若笑着夸他。

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