The spring in the south of the Yangtze River is poetic and picturesque, gently telling the tenderness of the ages.
In this dreamlike season, my heart is tightly entangled by a kind of affectionate thoughts, like the endless spring rain, from early morning to sunset, bit by bit, are endless attachment to you.
In the early morning, when the first rays of sunlight shine through the light gauzy mist and sprinkle on the ancient bluestone pavement, I seem to see your light figure, wearing a plain white dress, dancing lightly in the fragrance of flowers.
That smile, like the rising sun, was warm and bright, illuminating my whole world.
I reached out to touch it, but I only caught a cold wind, with a faint sorrow, blowing through my heart.
In the afternoon in the south of the Yangtze River, the sun is warm and the spring breeze is blowing. I wander the winding alleys, every step of the way is on top of your memory.
The stone bridge that we once walked together, the weeping willows that we admired together, and the riverside that whispered, now I am the only one left, wandering alone.
Your voice, as if it is still in your ears, whispers softly, telling the warmth of the past.
I closed my eyes, trying to grasp that glimmer of warmth, but I could only embrace my loneliness.
As the sun sets, the sky is dyed orange-red.
I stood by the river, staring at the distant sail shadow, and my heart was full of endless thoughts.
Your smile, your voice, your every move, are like this sunset, deeply imprinted in my heart, indelible.
I know that no matter how time passes, you will always be in my heart.
When night falls, the night in Gangnam is quiet and beautiful.
I sat alone in front of the window, looking at the bright moon, and my heart was full of thoughts of you.
The moonlight was like water, sprinkled all over the room and on my heart.
I imagined, at this moment, are you also looking at the same bright moon, are you also thinking about me?
I think that even if we are thousands of miles apart, our hearts will be closely connected because of this deep longing.
In this spring in the south of the Yangtze River, I felt unprecedented affection and longing.
I know that this is an unspeakable love, a deep attachment to the bone marrow.
No matter how time passes, no matter how the years change, this love, this longing, will always be alive in my heart like the spring in the south of the Yangtze River.
I think about it day and night, and I don't forget it. What a deep affection this is!
It makes me wake up every morning and the first thing that comes to mind is you;
It makes me fall asleep every night and think of you last.
It allows me to see your figure and hear your voice in the spring of the south of the Yangtze River, no matter how far I go.
I know that this longing, like the spring in the south of the Yangtze River, cannot be parted with or forgotten.
I will turn this affection and this longing into words and songs, so that they will float in every corner in this spring in the south of the Yangtze River, so that everyone can feel my deep attachment to you.
And I will continue to wait for your return in this spring in the south of the Yangtze River.
Waiting for that day, we can hold hands again and walk in this picturesque Jiangnan water town, and feel the tenderness and beauty of this spring together.
I know that day will come, because I have you, and I have this deep love that I think about day and night, and never forget.
There is a kind of deep love, which is called thinking day and night, and never forgetting
My thoughts about you are as gentle and affectionate as the spring in the south of the Yangtze River. It allows me to feel your presence every morning and sunset, so that I will no longer be lonely in this long journey of life.
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