I missed the low-hanging moon shadows of all the mountain peaks
I missed the colorful buns of all the clouds
I missed the dense mist when holding an umbrella in the rainy alley on a rainy day
I missed the footsteps of the old neighbors walking with you on the sunny day
I missed the spring flowers and autumn chrysanthemums
I missed the summer lotus and winter plum blossoms
< p> I missed the details of the dike willows I showed you in March in YangzhouI missed the light summer heat at the summer solstice
I missed the severe cold at the winter solstice
I missed the cycle of reincarnation. All year round
I missed the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River
I missed the yellow sand in Saibei
I missed the Huangmei Opera that I listened to with you in the ancient town
Missed the exquisite dice
Missed the deep love
Missed the tears in the eyes of flowers
Missed the mountains and flowing water
Missed it Sunset flute and drum
Missed the Spring and Autumn Century when the war drums were beating
Missed the mountains and rivers, sun and moon
Missed the stars and the sky
I missed the suave life of being a fisherman in my life
I missed the ice and snow scenery
I missed the traces along the way
I missed Hulunbuir together The boundlessness across the mountains and ridges
Missed the hope in spring
Missed the seventies of life
Missed the most beautiful scenery
The only thing I won’t miss is you