荷城的雨是我寻梦的黎明。无可名状的心绪之舟让我孤注一掷从铁城的下视河漂流到荷城的东湖来看雨。荷城的雨美丽而凉爽，几乎把我全身渗透。她用轻柔的全部在我的脸上密密地织，酥酥的、麻麻的。不一会儿，雨幕便将周围的一切洗刷得明净亮丽。这就是我寻梦的黎明吗？听惯了气 City of rain is my dream dawn. Unmindful mood of the boat made me desperate fall from the iron city as the river drifted to the East Lake in the city of Lotus to see the rain. Beautiful and cool rain in Holland, almost my whole body infiltrated. She weaves her gently with all the softness on her face, crisp, hemp. In a moment, the rain curtain washed everything around bright and clean. Is this the dawn of my dream? Used to hearing