The boat oars move,
The water ripples,
The flowing current sways the heart,
And stirs up sorrow.
Sorrow gathers, brows knit,
She frowns and sighs by the lake at autumn’s chill,
Tears welling as she rows, lamenting her grief at parting.
Resentment locks the tower,
Resentment locks the tower.
Amid the misty rain of Jiangnan, in the lamplight of lakeside pavilions by West Lake, a song accompanied by the patter of rain carries endless sorrow.
I wrote this in high school, as I recall. I came across it while browsing through old things and decided to post it.
At the time, Zhou Dong’s song of the same name was playing everywhere, which inspired me to write this. The writing is really childish, so if it’s not good, please go easy on me and don’t pelt me with bricks!
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