Guests live in the west of Chilan Bridge in the south of Hefei, and the lane is desolate, which is different from Jiangzuo. Only the willow color is in the way, pathetic. Because of this, it is to help the guests out.
At dawn, I heard sad music in this lonely city. The sound was blown to the corner of weeping willow street by the wind. I rode alone at once, only to find a light coat and feel a cold wind.
Look at the yellow and green weeping willows on the roadside, as familiar as I have seen in Jiangnan. Strong liquor, small bridge house. I always take a pot of wine to the bridge near my lover's residence. I'm afraid I'll leave an autumn. Only the pond is green.