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Story on a rainy day

时间:2010-09-06 21:04来源:上海外国语大学英语学院08级6班 作者:袁秋婷 点击:
Ive lived through many rainy days in my life, but most memories about them are gray and gloomy. Ive never really enjoyed rainy days, so wet and inconvenient. The only happy thing is that, after the bloody rain stops, I can enjoy the pure s

I’ve lived through many rainy days in my life, but most memories about them are gray and gloomy. I’ve never really enjoyed rainy days, so wet and inconvenient. The only happy thing is that, after the bloody rain stops, I can enjoy the pure scent of fresh air and moist earth, which is rare in a big city. Unlike many, I can’t grasp the sense of peace, coziness and romance which a scene such as slanting rain patting window glass could possibly bring.

 

   However, one day, when two DJs posed the topic for discussion―‘story on a rainy day’, I looked outside the window subconsciously and felt a sudden urge to search and scrutinize my memory for a trace of cheerfulness in a past rainy day. And there it was, standing out from a mass of gray, was a charming spell with a ring of romance, which had happened to me a month or so before.
 
   I was on a rush, praying for not missing Tesco’s 10:20 a.m. shopping bus. I only had 25 minutes to go, and was still waiting anxiously for an already late NO.5 bus. Standing at the tiny bus stop in the rain, I kept checking my watch and standing on my toes, scanning the horizon for any sign of a coming bus. No sign. Then I realized the medium-sized rain drops had reduced to drizzles. So I closed my umbrella. As I was doing so, I noticed someone was gazing at me in my peripheral vision. I gazed back and saw a quite good-looking young guy in white shirt and jeans, standing in a cool posture. He had the broody air of an icy-prince, but I liked it. When I met his gaze, he jerked his head away. I looked away as well. Shortly afterwards, I could feel the intensity of the gaze again. This time I did not look back. Inside me, a tinge of uneasiness stirred. At first, I tried to persuade myself that it’s okay, for we were the only passengers standing at this bus stop. But after he stole a few more glimpses, it really got on my nerves. What’s special about me in his eyes? I could see nothing special myself:no extravagant make-up, no conspicuous high heels: just very simple casual wear―T-shirt and jeans, just my black ringlets hang dully down my shoulder. I couldn’t help looking back at him with wondering eyes. Surely, our gaze met again. I looked away quickly, for his strong muscular figure and stylish air suddenly made me blush faintly. I gasped for air as my heartbeat accelerated for one beat.
 
   Finally, the bus came, ending this long and trying waiting. I got on, picked up a window seat and sat down. As the bus drove on, I was watching scenery along the street as usual. When my eyes wandered from the passing street views towards the inside of the bus, I found my sight clash with someone else’s. And God has mercy, it’s his! Instantly, he dropped his head and looked down. The sheepish look on his face made him look like a small boy caught in wrongdoing. Lips pursing with a faint smug smile, I pretended to ignore him, though still decided to steal a glance at him from time to time. He continued to gaze. Surprisingly, his gaze didn’t make me feel repulsive, not even uneasy, but made me feel peaceful and relaxed. Like a shower of sunshine, it warmed and brightened me up though the surroundings were still gray and gloomy. Gradually, his icy-prince image melted away. He became amiable and adorable. Finally, I dropped my pretense and met his gaze bravely. And finally, he didn’t evade it as well. Our eyes locked together for long moments, and these moments seemed to last forever. It seemed the world around us had dissolved, it’s just the two of us, looking into each other’s eyes distantly, wordlessly
 
   The 15-minute bus ride came to an end quickly, so did my romantic encounter with this handsome stranger. Dream-like visions faded away… All too soon, we didn’t even get a chance to talk, just gazing at each other gently and silently.
 
   Even today, I still enjoy this piece of memory as a sweet dream. I don’t know whether it can be called love at first sight, but it’s definitely the first time I’ve felt so wonderful with someone I’ve never met before. This magical experience adds romantic color to my recollection of rainy days. Now, reviewing this charming little story—encounter on a rainy day, I feel myself stepping into some typical scene of a romantic movie—the hero and heroine meet at a tiny bus stop on a rainy day. Sparks strike at first sight, then their love adventure just begins…
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