红纸伞撑开江南的雨雾缥缈,杭州多情的天映衬着房屋的廊檐。一只被雨水打湿的黑猫踏步廊檐,屋内的人唤它快快归家,独留几只躲雨的鸟徘徊在门外。这江南,只留下雨打廊檐的青苔。乌啼声深锁,霜落满天,一人踏上雨后堤岸,只闻摆渡人呢喃:“又是一位老舟新客喽,入了这烟雨城就是一份念想吧。”乌篷船远去,游入了这墨色山水,那人亦撑开一把红纸伞,进了泼墨似的烟雨城。石板路上积水深深浅浅,两岸古木檀香小筑 Red umbrella stretched out the rain and fog in the south, Hangzhou, passionate day silhouetted against the roof of the house. A black cat stamped on the corridor by wet rain, the people inside the house called it to go home quickly, leaving only a few shelters of birds wandering outside. This south of the river, leaving only moss covered corridors. Wu cry deep lock, frost covered, one embarked on the embankment after the rain, only heard ferry people whisper: " Wu Peng boat away, swim into the ink landscape, the man also propped up a red paper umbrella, into the inky like rainy city. Shimizu deep and shallow water on both sides of the ancient wooden sandalwood buildings