雨珠帘翻译成英文

The wind, and like a star with rain on the earth for what, east, west end in a disorderly bump."It's raining!" A classmate shout. See the drizzle outside the window, the light point seems a little playing a waltz, I couldn't help at the world outside. The sky in the tireless, hazy underground rain fog and will cover the whole campus gently. The rain as well as references from the window, gently on a beautiful bead.At the school buildings, we came to the front office, school colourful, thick. Oh, that's parents for the umbrella. So I GuoWuGuan ZhanLiuJiang, finally shoved into dad's car... The rain is big, while the rise, as if to block every traveler. ... In the evening, as the rain stopped.The next morning, the spring rain, rain and the like, wear in one company thin each corner, fall leaves, like beads. Then, the city is enmeshed in a quiet, and my heart is calm.After the rain, the new, green grass, and all kinds of flowers bloom in the rain heartily. Roses, Chinese rose, jasmine, liliaceous... They sat together, a few a few more, and in how to talk like a people show more beautiful spring, it is "good rain as season, when spring breeze into night. But, without!"The rain is weak, is the world's most light, not knock the massive concrete buildings. And WaWu is different, the rain, and in the above, immediately sent pleasing of voice. The man in the hut also has the close to nature in the rain. Clouds abruptly, voice, such as 100 horse generous vehement chorus, surging. The rain slow and weak, voice, gently, like spring unrecoginized your enjoyment of the breeze ear, tile seems is designed for rain, they played too, listen to the due diligence in the endless love will wander out.People like when filled with miss and GanKui, one TingYu sit quietly. Old soldiers have stayed "to the wind, rain down to" the dream of iron glacier ambition, Beauty is in the rain "yellow trees, lights" sadness fell under the head, The lovers are missing, "Chinese parasol trees stand at dusk, dribs and SuoHuai; the" The poet has "amorous overnight rain fall, xiaolou to sell a knop" Ming.The rain was modified feelings, hopes the angels desire.Spare and have returned to his place of TingYu once. On that day, and rain comes under the familiar and unfamiliar to hear the rain. The mist, in an odd sentiment, is not that long communication. It refused to me away, I show it to my strange, yet I can feel from the deepest consciousness of its existence. I have a dream of carefree and chilling reminder of confusion over vicissitudes of life.Oh, I was in the rain at the reunion of the ego space already, it tells me everything. My hesitation, I ask myself: who am I? That I still had?A cloud: "young TingYu song upstairs, red candle out. TingYu prime robben ship, JiangKuo guest, broken cloud the west call". Life situation is different too, listen to feel different also. However TingYu are all listen to the dialogue, listen to the true spirit of mood, listen to the rocks. The rain beating, except that echoes of time, the former difficult again with desire language still deplore the melancholy. In this WaWu seems to be the only light rain, the heart to breathe, and life.The rain still ringing in my heart, like...