Rain Lane-Dai Wangshu
Holding an oil-paper umbrella alone
Wandering in the long, long
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, sad, melancholy.
She approached quietly.
Approach and throw
Sighing eyes
She drifted like a dream.
As sad and confused as a dream.
Floating like a dream
Dingxiangyuan
I missed this girl.
She walked away silently.
A ramshackle hedge.
Walk through this rainy path
In the sad song of rain
Remove her color.
Scattered her fragrance.
Disappeared, even hers
Sighing eyes
Lavender melancholy
Holding an oil-paper umbrella alone
Wandering for a long time
Lonely rain lane
I hope to float over.
Like cloves.
A girl with a grudge.