我有一座熟悉的城我有一座熟悉的城。我时常抱怨它阴雨连连我时常抱怨它阴雨连连,冷冷清清,雨声滴答混合几声孤寂的车鸣,不懂何为爽快不懂何为爽快。离开这座城时,脑海里回荡的只剩下那纷扰繁杂的雨落声。来到另一座陌生的城来到另一座陌生的城,这里有年复一年的雾霾,每天要面对劈头盖脸的国际新闻和拥堵的马路的国际新闻和拥堵的马路,街道混合着人们吵吵嚷嚷的声音,让人头脑发 I have a familiar city I have a familiar city. I often complain about the rain again and again I complain about it often rain again and again, deserted, mixed rain ticking several cars crying, do not understand what is readily read what is refreshing. Leave the city, only reverberate in my mind that troubled rain drops. Came to another strange city to another strange city, where there is fog from year to year, every day to face international news and traffic jams international roads and congested roads, the streets mixed with people noisy Shouting voice, people mind