It was raining, and I walked out from my residential hall With a blue umbrella in my hand. I arrived at the bus stop Chose to stay in the queue, And everybody waited patiently. I greeted everyone Who was eager to let the same bus take us to go With my missionary smile, And it was long time before the class began. All of us stood In the rain. Rain drops kept bumping against my umbrella Abe Keiko had finished three of her percussion movements But the bus still hadn't come. One　　or two　　　or some people left The queue, In the rain. The class bell seemed to draw nearer and nearer Impatience now lurked in people's hearts And their trustful grins Dampened　melted　and shrank In the rain. The bus still didn't come. I waited and waited, waited and waited, People kept leaving and leaving, Both until I was alone there, The class bell giggled and laughed out loud, Finally with my smile Holding my blue umbrella against the rain Alone did I stand In the rain. -- 我的个人报台「灵魂处女」 http://mypaper.pchome.com.tw/news/chiwaku/ 我的家族「铁血日耳曼」 http://tw.club.yahoo.com/clubs/eisenundblut/ 　　　　「风雪斯拉夫」 http://tw.club.yahoo.com/clubs/wiatrisnieg/ --

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