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雨不但可嗅,可亲,更可以听。听听那冷雨。听雨,只要不是石破天惊的台风暴雨,在听觉上总是一种美感。大陆上的秋天,无论是疏雨滴梧桐,或是骤雨打荷叶,听去总有一点凄凉,凄清,凄楚,于今在岛上回味,则在凄楚之外,再笼上一层凄迷了,饶你多少豪情侠气,怕也经不起三番五次的风吹雨打。一打少年听雨,红烛昏沉。再打
Rain is not only smellable, amiable, but also can listen. Listen to the cold rain. Listening to the rain, as long as it is not a startling typhoon rainstorm, is always a sense of aesthetics in hearing. Autumn on the mainland, whether it is raindrops Indus, or shower playing lotus leaves, listening to always have a little bleak, desolate, sad, now aftertaste on the island, then sad outside, and then cling to a layer of mournful , Rao how much you passionate chivalrous, fear can not stand the wind and rain again and again. A dozen young people to listen to the rain, red candle drowsy. Call again