"March Lovesickness----- Self-Leads to Sorrow, Heart Like Rain"

The branches on the moon are like day, and the piano and the moonlight play.

The stars are dotted with warm breezes, and the spring breeze is vast and the flowers are falling.

The boat ripples and the breeze rises, and the smoke waves are vast on the spring river.

Visitors laugh from the wind, and the night is soaked in the heart.

I also fantasized about eternity, and I never let go of my hand again.

It's a pity that it's just an idiot, and my heart is scattered to the ground.

Life is just a dream, and a dream is like a dream.

Jiangnan has been delicate since ancient times, and you can travel with the wind.

Picturesque rivers and mountains who are not drunk, heartbreak here is willing to indulge.

The warm breeze blows on the face and the heart shakes, and the March lovesickness causes sorrow.

After years of dreaming, I didn't wake up, leaving only the cold river clear like water.

The heart wind is gradually going away, and the world is leisurely and all things are happy.

Every year, the flowers in the south of the Yangtze River bloom, and the Yiren do not look back.

14 March 2016

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