晚上老爸下班回来有点累了，干脆就去外面买了一些晚餐，又顺便在华人超市买了一瓶汾酒。。。嘎嘎。。爷俩也喝点儿。。。
回来的路上，电闪雷鸣，天空中骤然下起了瓢泼大雨，老爸说这个月份，这种雨在南加州很少见的。一般都是冬天下点小雨。而我想的却是，管他什么雨，我今天刚洗的车啊，完了，白洗啦。。
雨断断续续的下了一整个晚上。有时在睡梦中被雨点落在窗户上的声音所吵醒（我想说，多大的雨点啊，好大的声音啊！）搞的整晚都没有睡好。。怀念家乡的雨，秋雨过后空气中凉凉的，深吸一口气到肺里，给人一种很爽的感觉，比吸烟爽多了。但是吸太多了大脑会缺氧。。
突然想起一首美国乡村民谣，名字叫It Never Rains In Southern California（南加州从来不下雨）是Albert Hammond唱的。歌曲蛮好听的，要是有兴趣可以去网络上搜索一下。。
歌词：
Got on board a westbound seven forty-seven
Didn't think before deciding what to do
Ooh, that talk of opportunities, TV breaks and movies
Rang true, sure rang true ...
Seems it never rains in southern California
Seems I've often heard that kind of talk before
It never rains in California, but girl, don't they warn ya?
It pours, man, it pours
I'm out of work, I'm out of my head
Out of self respect, I'm out of bread
I'm underloved, I'm underfed, I wanna go home
It never rains in California, but girl, don't they warn ya?
It pours, man, it pours
Will you tell the folks back home I nearly made it?
Had offers but didn't know which one to take
Please don't tell them how you found me
Don't tell 'em how you found me
Give me a break, give me a break
Seems it never rains in southern California
Seems I've often heard that kind of talk before
It never rains in California, but girl, don't they warn ya?
It pours, man, it pour
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