今天外面一直滴着雨滴，记得我小时候一直不喜欢下雨，一直到去了深圳。。。我才体会雨带来的静谧····那是很不容易不用任何理由的分割人们之间的空间，留下最独立安静的空间自己享受············
        想起席慕容的一首
                                                 一千零一夜                                                                              
                                开始的时候并没有想到会是这样                                                            
                                不过    到了最后    一千个女人                                                               
                                只好微笑地假装满足于一千只镯子                                                         
                                                                                                                                                  
                                再反过来忽然推翻一切的那个夜晚                                                         
                                总是同样的故事                                                                                       
                              （最后，他说：                                                                                         
                                “戴着吧，这样可以常常想起我）                                                         
                                 果然就是这样                                                                                          
                                 在长长的午后她戴着镯子穿过寂寞的城市                                            
                                 而城市里一千个女人想着                                                                       
                                 同样的开始和结局     下了一些雨                                                          
                                 她把手微微举起整理湿润的头发                                                           
                                                                                                                                                 
                                 暮色里     美丽的独一无二的镯子                                                          
                                 就在一千个女人的腕上微微闪烁                                                           
                                                                                                                                                 
           还是依然喜欢在华灯初上的时候坐在公交车里，任由司机开往任何地方，看着外 面变换的霓虹和闪烁的窗口去猜测每扇窗后的故事.......只是静静的自己想并讲给自己      听，然后会笑....是傻傻的那种，也是笑给自己听................
            这些故事一千零一夜时候，能讲得完吗？