Through the strands of rain drift, she quietly watching from afar.
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3. 细雨飘飞满天涯，田野树林雨丝斜。
The rain is raining all around, It falls on field and tree.
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4. 我透过雨丝去追寻彩虹。
I trace the rainbow through the rain.
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5. 顺着雨丝飘下的，还有凌空生长的绿萝。
Floating down the rain down, there is green dill growing in air.
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6. 晚上开始下雨，冰冷的雨丝从裂缝中洒下来。
The cold rain started sometime during the night. It came down through the cracks.
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7. 柔和的雨丝似乎就是她的悲哀情绪的表述。
The gentle rain seemed an expression of her sorrow.
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8. 天色渐渐暗淡，空旷的河面飘起了密密的雨丝。
Sky gradually dim, empty river Piaoqi the thick strands of rain drift.
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9. 我们甚至可能会忘记了天空的颜色，雨丝的气味。
We might even forget the color of the sky, the smell of the rain.
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10. 田野树林雨丝斜。
It falls on field and tree.
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11. 小雨丝、光纤树、立体星、鱼型吊灯、立体雪花等令人目不暇接。
From small, optical fiber trees, three-dimensional stars, fish type chandelier, and a dizzying three-dimensional snowflakes.
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12. 早晨飘起的小雨丝毫没有影响到游人，周末的海洋馆依然游人如织。
Although it rained in the morning, the visitors weren't affected, and the aquarium was still an ocean of people.
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13. 细雨飘飞满天涯，田野树林雨丝斜。淅淅沥沥敲我伞，朦朦胧胧罩海船。
The rain is raining all around, It falls on field and tree. It rains on the umbrellas here, and on the ships at sea.
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14. 我将我的逍遥和飘逸，凝结为每一条雨丝，以我独有的冷静和博大，和它们做最彻底的通融。
I always Happy and elegant, condensed strands of rain drift for each one to my unique calm and broad, and they have done the most thorough accommodation.
Although rain means rain sway, not only round, but every raindrop, after all, only a short fall, I now see rain, has been different from the previous one second.
Everything recovery, showing beautiful color, strands of rain drift as people of the Low Low-spoken, to the land mass v. forward to their arrival, with their unique brighter and chill.
On that day, the heaven was quietly knitting a drizzle, to present you on your 17th flower season. I was wondering in it, happily beheld the lighting up of the 17 candles.
Maybe, the fine rain of JiangNan would make me in some mood; whether remembering the place where we fought together, the vivid individuals, or the pages of lines, I will never know.
Maybe, the fine rain of JiangNan would make me in some mood; whether remembering the place where we fought together, the vivid individuals, or the pages of lines, I will never know.
