在江南,雨是四月天的常客。细细密密的小雨花,飞飞扬扬在人间,粉红的桃花,嫩绿的柳叶,在雨丝的滋润下越发清新明亮。偶尔掠过一尾春燕,清脆的鸣啼仿佛天籁。撑着小花伞,穿过江南悠长的小巷,粉墙黛瓦的迷雾里,隐隐地滋生一缕淡淡的怅惘。带着一颗诗心,行走在人间的四月,一位 In the south, the rain is a frequent visitor to April. Small dense rain, flying in the world, pink peach, verdant willow, moisture in the rain under the more fresh and bright. Occasionally passing a Chunyan, crisp sounds like sounds of nature. Support a small umbrella, through the long lanes of the south, Fenqiangdaiwa fog, a faintly glimmer of a ray of weakness. With a poetic heart, walking in the world in April, one