雨点落下,一颗一颗,落入我的心灵……——题记爱雨,没有原因。我对她,有着一种无法言说的情感,很特殊,却找不到最初的感觉……也许,我爱的,是她的声音。那么多,那么多,却无法数出。朦胧的情感,在雨中飘摇。一如儿时的好时光,简简单单。循环往复,不用去思考她前进的方向,也不用去寻找快乐的源头。但依然奏出一个个跳跃的音符,交织在心灵的上空。可是,雨是易碎的。每一颗雨滴,再美丽,再 The rain drops, one by one, falls into my heart...——Inscription love rain, no reason. I had an unspeakable feeling for her, very special, but I couldn’t find the initial feeling... perhaps, what I love is her voice. So many, so many, but they can’t be counted. Embarrassed emotions, precarious in the rain. As a good time in childhood, it’s simple. Cycle back and forth, without thinking about her direction, and not having to find the source of happiness. But still played one by one jumping notes, intertwined in the heart of the soul. However, the rain is fragile. Every raindrop, then beautiful, again