When I entered this water town in the south of the Yangtze River,
I see.
Some things are doomed.
Will lose
here
narrow
Low rise building
Flowing water
Curved eyes
The moon is like a hook.
I was thinking.
Taihu stone must have blocked it.
Wicker is dancing.
Thousands of acres of lotus pond quilt
Just tell him to enter Jiangnan.
I forgot my hometown.
I guess
Make sure I'm here
It's too late to put away the twenty-four bridges on a moonlit night.
Cann't afford to harvest such a long bamboo Artemisia
If you can't stop, call the red painting boat
How could he not see her?
White wall
Grey tile
I believe it will make her cheeks blush like Chardonnay.
The joy of running water
Her soft words are so crisp.
In addition, the grass and green algae here
Pull and trip
I want to walk there.
I think a lot
But not as good as
Pink. The acacia tree has become a piece.
Robinia pseudoacacia has turned into a forest.
over there
Red, pink, yellow and green
Tired of being together.
How can I get there in time?
So it's already like this
It's just that all the ideas are in vain
How can I not forgive?
Let that vague idea
Use the spring water in the river
Dongliu
Never see Suzhou again
Narrow road
A low-rise building
Changliushui
A trace of sadness