Yuquan Yongyue

There are all kinds of flowers in this world, and there are thousands of women in this world. And in my most beautiful years, I only loved you. You see the peonies in the yard are scattered all over the ground, Zigui always comes and goes. Time always goes so leisurely, as if it is reincarnation inadvertently. I want to write a story about you, but the pen in my hand is too heavy to lift. I thought you would come back after finishing college, but I never thought you would stay in Suzhou and never return! Now I can only wait until the night rain in Bashan rises into the autumn pond, and I can still smile at the peach blossoms and the spring breeze.