I walked through Jiangnan?
The appearance in the season is like the opening and falling of lotus flowers? If the east wind does not come, the catkins will not fly in March?
Is your heart like a small lonely city?
Like bluestone street facing the night?
Without a sound, the spring curtain in March will not be opened?
Is your heart a small closed window? Is my dada horseshoe a beautiful mistake? I am not a returnee, I am a passer-by.