In the peaceful, misty Jiangnan, how many dreams have been woven in its ancient water towns, and how many have been shattered?
My dreams are bound to Jiangnan, and so is my heartbreak.
A moment of happiness is enough to cherish for a lifetime.
The pear blossoms with their delicate makeup in a painting, the plum-blossom garden in a dream, the gentle and refined gentleman, the vermilion robes fluttering in the wind... They still linger in my memory, unforgettable across two lifetimes.
Time slips by in the blink of an eye. Spring turns to winter through who knows how many cycles, and in a flash, a thousand years have passed.
Let time turn the pages of those dreams and awaken memories of days gone by once more, bringing back the city to which I once poured out my heart...
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