Wen by Luo Xiaozao
On rainy days, I like to stand in front of the window and watch the rain.
Whenever it rains. I will always think of you.
It was raining that day, and you and I met on the street.
In those three seconds when we looked at each other,
I walked into the window of your heart, and you walked into my heart.
A white knitted casual coat will bring out your fair skin.
There seems to be some kind of magic. In this strange city,
In this rainy city, I met you.
In this famous tourist city, many stories happen every day.
And you are the heroine in my story.
On a rainy day, there is hot pot, wine, and your hot hands.
On a rainy day, there are books, music, and your passionate tenderness.
We stayed in this city for a short time,
and I hope it will be permanent.
With you.
The parting scene is still clear. It was raining and you were crying. You couldn’t tell whether it was the rain or you.
After we separated, walking in the bustling streets and among the lively crowds,
could not conceal my loneliness.
I like to stand in front of the window and watch the rain.
The rain is in my eyes and you are in my heart...