It is raining.
It is raining outside the window.
It is raining with rhythm.
Rain drops are kissing my roofs.
Gently, and tentatively.
The sound of silence,
Give the rain drops courage,
To try tapping instead of kissing.
To try rolling and hopping,
Rain drops are playing.
They pull me out of dreaming.
Rain drops are singing.
They calls for fighting.
What are you fighting for?
You drop into dreaming.
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寫完了背桐，自己翻回中文：
～～～～～～～～～～～
下雨了。
窗外在下雨。
雨滴是有節(jié)奏的劲装。
雨滴親吻著我的屋頂，
溫柔滴試探窘俺。
寂靜之聲号显，
給雨滴勇氣，
從輕吻轉(zhuǎn)身輕拍鹦倚，
試著滾動(dòng)河质，
試著跳躍。
雨滴們?cè)谕嫠＃?/p>
把我從夢(mèng)中召出震叙。
雨滴們?cè)诟璩?/p>
它們渴望戰(zhàn)斗掀鹅。
你又為何而戰(zhàn)？
陷入夢(mèng)鄉(xiāng)吧媒楼。
