"The wind will last forever, and the showers will last all day." But this abnormal plum rain never seems to stop.
I moved my feet, which were a little soft from the rain, and tried to open my sleepy eyes to look across. It's said that it's looking, but it's actually staring, staring at him opposite.
He smiled at me as brightly as the first time I saw him. That smile was not affected by the gloomy wind and rain at all, but conveyed his greetings through a layer of water vapor.
So, I also laughed...
The misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River,
With a moist breath,
I ran across the bridge looking for you.
The gurgling stream is like misty flowers,
Separate you and me,
Separate this world.
Petals, fallen flowers,
Like your soft breath, diffused on my dark hair.
I saw,
Saw a string of watery teardrops,
There is me and you in the teardrops,
There is also a flower festival...
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