It was dark at night, and the spring rain cleared up. I walked along the river with an umbrella and washed the slate. Through the touch of the soles of your feet, you touch the imprint of the times, but also full of a missing shadow. The tranquility of the night washes away the tired dust of a busy day and holds the thoughts of love tightly. On the night of the spring rain, I met Mei and fell in love with her. Then love grows, like mushrooms after rain, green and magnificent, a kind of purity without impurities; There is no affectation, only nature; No frivolity, only affection; No movement, only heartbeat; There is no immaturity, only maturity; There is no pain, only joy; There is no hypocrisy, only truth; There is no narrowness, only understanding; There is no escape, only missing you; There is no ruthlessness, only warmth; There is no emptiness, only enrichment; No crying, only a little smile; I don't want to pursue passion, I just want to indulge in a love of happy scenes.
In the shadow play of love: the spring rain moistens feelings, the left hand holds the right hand, and the shadow is under the umbrella. The two of them snuggled together and painted beautifully and happily. Natural scenery, drunkenness in the south of the Yangtze River, and vicissitudes of life can't hide my yearning and enthusiasm for spring rain love. In the little smile filled with spring scenery, I tasted a cage of misty rain, listened to a murmur of water, a tremor, a feeling of intoxication, a heart-to-heart, an encounter, a true feeling, a scene of falling in love, a scene of lovesickness, just like a teenager, strolling along the promenade along the Yangtze River on a rainy night in Chunjiang, laughing internally at Liu 'an. In the rainy scene, under the umbrella, the two men snuggled up arm in arm to listen to the joyful play, the whistle and the sound of boats in the river. With the propeller, the scales of the night ripple, and the rain falls like a curtain embroidered with needles. One turned and stared at each other, feeling the excited heartbeat and dreamlike intoxication. When a long-hidden "I love you" blurted out, he felt distressed to wipe the raindrops off his face. In his smile, he has felt that it must be a long-awaited happy smile. A feeling, a night scene, a hug, a drunken kiss, a spring rain love, isn't it just a picture of falling in love with Jiangnan water town? It turned out to be deja vu, but it was Taoyuan's dream of falling in love on a rainy night this spring.
The love of spring rain, the love of spring rain, a lyrical love for ink, beauty, miss you, miss you, love you, love you, branded into my most eternal oath in this life. Spring rain is full of love, but light ink is full of love. Tonight, find a lyrical place to wash away the lead and dust. Create dreams, stay away from glitz and be full of spearmint. Borrow a note of spring rain love, give the mind an initial feeling and nostalgia. Qiong Yao dream, fragrant grassland, Iraqi people walking, on the water side, scenes of thoughts. Love and hate, fame and fortune, life is like a play. Facing the storms of life, life is stormy. Dear, as long as you are willing, I am willing to walk with you in the future and enjoy the quiet morning, the morning glow, the leisure in the evening and the nostalgia of the sunset. The so-called dream goes with the heart, and the heart flies with the dream. As long as there is love in your heart, why are you afraid of people from the ends of the earth? Love is close at hand. If I want to, I will spend the rest of my life with you, okay? Remember, as long as you close your eyes and think of the prodigal son, his heart will be with you, so that you will not be lonely and will not cry again. Dear, everything as long as you are beautiful, as long as you are happy, as long as you are happy, even if you shed tears occasionally in the future, it is destined to be a long-lost happy tear. On the night of spring rain, through the faint rain curtain, the lights are dim and flashing. What I see is not melancholy, but a kind of intoxication. Are you in the distance intoxicated by the night there at the moment? Dear, are you lost in my thoughts?