Small building one night listening to the rain（一）

Who wrote one out of thin air "Rain", which bit by bit, pouring torrential da, until overwhelming, great affection v. endless, endless, lingering?
Look, small building isolated, light hearted, like waves in the swaying boat. Rain has continued to change the Canadian calendar, the piano in the window turned into Essayist, ecstasy tapping the keys with notes of passion fall trees, fall on buildings, crashed landed in the water broken Ping ... ... do not look to be to see past those elegant and it has scattered the lotus, lotus, was holding a summer, so put down the entire summer.
This relentless rain, the rain presumptuous, let us again recall the past, think of those spring days of post forest birds, think of that experience with several rain.
Needless to say the most cold rain of early spring rain. In the season turns warm again, you sound co-Peking opera giant strides in the south, in the soft way through the smoke Xiliu. I am in the plain, small building night listening to rain, often go hand in hand around the wind is chilly spring breeze. Often, the rain about that many days, intermittent, Ruoyouruowu tangled, wet day Tide to have, a bad penny, play can get rid of, even to dream but also support umbrella. Occasionally walking in the cold on the street, meaning thick rain clouds intractable situation, and even thought has become moist, and really have dreams started falling into. At this time of the Sichuan earth is cold, and it is desolate, and so I think your heart was stained with sorrow, with truly sad desolately Cancan. You distant sea in the distance, and my heart full of pity, frustration across the thousands of umbrellas million umbrella, separated by thousands of miles, the total can not pull each other's hand.