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Yu Yan Jiangnan
Jiangnan is good, the sunrise river is like fire, and the riverside is as blue as blue. Can you forget Jiangnan?
-Bai Juyi
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Time unconsciously arrived in August, but I was still so busy and aimless. Jiangnan is not my hometown, nor is the north my heart. Looking back at Chu, looking far away, the city of three thousand waters has long lost its trace of coming ... I am such a aimless wanderer, who lost myself in the misty rain of the south of the Yangtze River, where high-rise buildings stand and singing and dancing, and started a carefree wanderer.
When I was still struggling in the vast sea of people and wanted to get away, a drop of rain came unexpectedly, like an unshakable sadness in my heart, which increased my anxiety in despair.
The surging crowd around me suddenly decreased by more than half, and the open umbrella proudly bloomed in the winding crowd, like Yu He on a summer night, as if mocking me alone.
Looking back around, there are strange faces; If you want to talk, you will still walk in the rain.
Endless silk rain has been carefully woven into a fine net, leaving me no way out. Glittering raindrops filled eyes like broken pearls, crossed cheeks and flowed into the mouth along the hair tips. ...
Try to open your eyes and find a direction. ...