Asking for the Return of My Beloved, the Drizzle and Fireworks Are Tiring

Asking for the return of my beloved, the drizzle and fireworks are tiring You can pick lotuses from the south of the Yangtze River... This is what my mother said to me; she was a beautiful woman from the south of the Yangtze River, but she was transplanted to the north by her father. Originally, a green lotus was dug up and brought to the loess highlands. My maladaptive mother passed away not long after, but I firmly remembered the Jiangnan she longed for. So when my father let me travel, I chose the Jiangnan place my mother always wanted to go back to... Intention: