Dai wangshu
Holding an oil-paper umbrella,
Wandering alone for a long, long time
Lonely rain lane
I hope to see
Like cloves.
A girl with a grudge.
She does.
Clove-like color
Lilac fragrance
Lilac sadness
Mourn in the rain
Sad and confused
She lingers in this lonely rain lane
Hold an oil-paper umbrella
Like me
Like me.
voicelessly
Cold desert, melancholy, and melancholy.
She approached quietly.
Get close and throw again.
Breathing eyes
She floated by.
well
As sad and confused as a dream.
Floating like a dream
Dingxiangyuan
I missed this girl.
She walked away silently, walked away.
A ramshackle hedge.
Walk through this rainy path
In the sad song of rain
Remove her color.
Scattered her fragrance.
Disappeared, even hers
Breathing eyes
Lavender melancholy
Holding an oil-paper umbrella alone
Wandering in the long, long
Lonely rain lane
I hope to float over.
Like cloves.
A girl with a grudge.
2. Waiting for you in the rain
Yu Guangzhong
Waiting for you in the rain,
In the rain that makes rainbows
The cicada falls and the frog rises.
A pool of red lotus is like a red flame.
in the rain
It doesn't matter whether you come or not,
I feel that every lotus is like you.
Especially at dusk,
Through this drizzle
Eternity, instant, instant, eternity
Waiting for you, during this time,
Waiting for you, in an instant, in eternity.
If your hand is in my hand,
At the moment, if your qingfen
In my nostrils, I would say,
Little lover
No, this hand should pick lotus flowers.
In Wugong, this hand should be
Shake a handle of cinnamon pulp on Mulan boat.
A star hangs on the cornice of the science museum.
Hanging like an eardrop
Swiss watch says it's seven o'clock, and suddenly you come.
Red-violet after the rain, Pian Pian, there you are.
Like a poem.
You come from a love story.
In the words of Jiang Baishi,
With rhythm,
You come.
Winter rain
A trickle of rain
Gently put it on my heart.
No umbrella, no poncho.
There is only one beige coat.
It's raining hard.
It's like offering a white flower to the dead.
Tell a fairy tale that will never change.
A trickle of rain
Tap on the dripping eaves gallery
No flinching, no fear
There is only one forward heart running in the direction to go.
This rain is very charming.
In the sky that embraces it, let go of your worries.
For example, sending a message to a person who has been wandering for a long time
Come on, hurry home!