Love and hate entwined, a splendid dream. Those clear, lovely eyes, that radiant smile: from the moment I saw them, they were imprinted on my heart, etched into this life.
I gently open the window and let the drizzle and breeze brush my hair and caress my brow, just like her tender hand, so dear to me. The damp air of Jiangnan seems to carry a faint fragrance, too.
Spread flowers~~~The last sentence feels a bit sudden...