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On a sunny day in the south of the Yangtze River, lotus seeds are waiting to be picked.
There were wars and strife, and the sky was scorching with fire.
The Shuimeng River meanders into the sea, and the only thing the water cannot carry is the ancient boat and the bride on the riverside.
Dreaming back to the water town again, the exquisite young man on the river bank, is the girl still the bride you longed for?
The search after leaving home, the lifelong waiting, in exchange for the pink clothes on the banks of the Willow River in the spring dusk.