The spring breeze blows through the alleys in the south of the Yangtze River, like a feather gently falling, bringing warmth and tenderness.
Under the oil-paper umbrella, you gently prop up, step on the song of the rain, and walk gracefully through the stone street.
The smile between the eyebrows blooms like a flower, making the whole world brighten up because of you.
I met you on that rainy afternoon, when I was still intoxicated by the island of my soul, not knowing what kind of change your presence would bring.
Your presence has brought this silent alley to life, and every inch of the air is filled with your fragrance.
I remember the first time I saw you, you looked back and smiled, as if the spring breeze was blowing through my heart, making me intoxicated.
Your eyes are like water, smart and gentle, and I seem to see the beauty of the whole world.
In this moment, I knew I was in love with you, a deep, unforgettable love.
Every time we get together, I am intoxicated by your tenderness.
We strolled through the streets and alleys, holding hands, and there were bursts of singing on the bluestone slabs, all of which seemed to cheer for our love.
In the alley after the rain, water droplets slipped down our hair and dripped on our shoulders, but they couldn't extinguish the fire in our hearts.
At that time, we were like a small stage, ordinary and beautiful.
You said that the most beautiful picture for you is the smile between your eyebrows.
The smile was like a spring breeze, gently enveloping me, and I couldn't resist it.
Every time, every time I look back, it is a beautiful picture, and I am fascinated.
Your smile is like the fragrance of flowers in Jiangnan Rain Lane, which will always permeate my heart.
I miss every moment you and I shared together.
We walked through the drizzly alleys together and lingered in the idyllic scenery of the south of the Yangtze River.
In the pouring rain, you hold up an oil-paper umbrella and paint our love in the wet air.
And when the look back at that moment is full of affection, it seems that time has quietly stopped, just for our good times.
Maybe there are more beautiful views in the world, but for me, nothing is more touching than your smile.
Whether it is the spring breeze, the scorching summer heat, the autumn leaves or the cold winter wind and snow, your smile is always so bright, warming my long-dormant soul.
The spring breeze is ten miles, not as good as the smile between your eyebrowsThis is my most affectionate confession to you, and it is also the softest touch in my heart.
No matter how time changes, how the years pass, I would like to bury the love in my heart in your smile, so that you can become the unfading tenderness in my life.
In this spring breeze season, let us perform our love story together, and let every smile that blooms from your eyebrows become my eternal motivation.
Whether it is the spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River or the breeze on the riverside, it cannot compare with your smile.
Ten miles of spring wind, I am willing to stay by your side, hold up an oil-paper umbrella for you, and block the wind and rain of the world for you.
Let our love bloom in the long river of time, shining with the tenderness and beauty that belongs to us.
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