Jiangnan rain, exceedingly sentimental. With a season of lovesickness, I am sad for a lifetime. I can’t forget the whisper of red, fat, green and thin in Jiangnan season. Your slight looking back makes me forget this life and pursue hard.

Some people say: it is better to forget each other in the jianghu. Three thousand weak water, take a gourd of drink for you, is to forget, is deep-rooted, or love this life, is too late to meet, know and forget. Remember, we all love chasing clouds, saying that it was a touch of purity of thousands of human world. Later, we found that our oath and persistence could not last for a moment. I once thought that it was lonely and rainy, and I knew the festival of lovesickness. But the way is also: passing by in a hurry, I don’t know when to see it. Love, pain, injury, no love. Will you say: Come back soon if I am gone one day. Missing is a pity and a mistake. The fault is that we didn’t cherish it. We didn’t cherish the passing by. After passing by, we really let her pass. Maybe you will also silently say to yourself, what’s the matter, isn’t passing by the most beautiful defect? At least one day you will raise your mouth and laugh slightly. Thinking, I once met her. Half a window, a dream for thousands of years. Flowers bloom for half a season, and the remaining moon makes a shadow. If you take away a season of lovesickness, wish to dance and sublimate with you. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the 30th year of my WeChat era

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