The cricket’s chirp and the patter of rain come to me through the dark, like the rustle of dreams from my past youth.
夜色漆漆
夜雨沥沥
促织唧唧
梦里演绎
青春离逝
“I cannot keep your waves,” says the bank to the river.
“Let me keep your footprints in my heart.”
“留不住你的心,就让我把你的美丽留在我心里。”,河岸对河流说。
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