春雨像千万条银丝,从轻悠悠的南风中降落。在烟雨迷蒙的时候,去游秦淮,犹如走进历史的梦里。眼前雨丝如烟似雾,一个个古老的故事随风飘忽,若隐若现。在雨中穿行,脚下响起一串串非常古典的声音,我仿佛听到岁月的回声……秦淮河是属于历史的,尽管它只是扬子江的一 Spring like a million silver, from the light of the southerly landing. Amid the misty rain, go to Qinhuai, like into the dream of history. In front of rain silk smoke like fog, one by one the old story of the wind drift, looming. Walking in the rain, a string of very classical sounds sounded at my feet, I seem to hear the echo of years ...... Qinhuai River belongs to history, although it is only one of the Yangtze River