Late at night-
It is raining in Mao Mao.
Umbrella
A girl is walking in the street.
Wearing black hair
gently
Humming a faint tune
Cross the fork in the road
Walk into the alley
A girl with an umbrella.
In the heavy rain
Quietly again
-Appear
Through the crowd
On the rainy street
-Wandering
I approached the girl.
In the dark night
Dare not look up at her.
I dare not say:
Girl-
She is sad, or sad.
On a street without pedestrians
In silence
pace back and forth
Still singing a nice song
It's raining.
On a quiet street
I met.
This carefree girl
She has long black hair.
Walk under a street lamp
Nodded slightly at me.
Didn't say hello to me
I stopped.
Look at her slim figure.
No language.
The rain continued to fall.
Girl-her
It's far away
Walk into the deep rain
That number
And music.
Gradually
Gradually melt in the rainy night.
I'm standing in the street.
In the hazy drizzle
calmly
Go silently
Depth of rain
Rain after rain is lining up.
A rain
Another rain
Please?Line?Up?
Waiting for a snow to sue God.
I
This river
A mountain road without water.
not yet
Become afternoon tea on the shore
spring
Has become an unpredictable dilemma.
I
This river
You can't get out.
A rain
Another rain
Please?Line?Up?
Can't wait for a snow to tell God.