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A melody of sheng songs echoes in the distance as the lone
wanderer looks out over the vast sea. Amidst the bustling city, cherry
blossoms sway gently in the cold breeze and rain falls upon a swing made of
wood. The past years seem to have slipped away as the wanderer's heart is
tangled with sadness and dreams of a better world. Fragrant osmanthus in
autumn wafts through the air, creating a serene atmosphere in the hidden
flower city. In a dream, the wanderer sees cherry blossoms floating down in
a thin breeze and snow falling lightly on rocks as they long for a loved one
far away.
Spring rains gently fall on the flowers in the fields, and the wanderer
travels alone, seeking a place in this world. Wooden bridges and stone paths
are abundant, and the wanderer strolls through the smoke-filled Jiangnan, by
the riverside and through bamboo forests. A small town in the south
captivates the wanderer's heart. In the north, a young man stands in the
autumn breeze, wearing a simple white robe. He, too, is alone by the river,
gazing up at the moon.
As summer draws to a close, the wanderer sings a melancholy tune on a small
boat. The sound of the bell echoes through the night, adding to the
wanderer's sorrow. Old crows perch on ancient trees, and the wanderer
wonders who among them is a traveler from Xiangjiang. Mountains covered in
snow at sunset stretch out before the wanderer, with the sea far beyond. The
wanderer observes the winding paths through the lava mountains, twisted
trees, and rocky cliffs covered in cherry blossoms, where rain falls
incessantly, bringing about a sense of melancholy.
Lanterns light up both sides of the city's streets, yet a sense of
desolation pervades the atmosphere. The fields are soaked with rain, and the
evening sky turns yellow. The wanderer recalls the beauty of Yiwu and the
tranquil atmosphere of Nanting. As the day comes to an end, the lanterns are
lit, and the chilly night sets in. In the peaceful summer, the wanderer
writes poetry.
As time passes, the bed is made of wood, and the moon rises with the tide.
The flickering light in the distance represents the wanderer's longing for
someone far away. Amidst the golden fields, yellow oxen pull carts across
wooden bridges, and the trees along the streets have turned green. As the
seasons change, the wanderer gazes at the falling cherry blossoms and
wonders who shares their pain during the rainy season. Yet, they know that
they are destined to meet.
In autumn, the wild grasses wither, and the corn and wheat turn orange.
White ducks roam among the autumn vegetables. The wanderer and their
companion cross the stone path in Chang'an, their eyes filled with
affection. The river rises, and the wanderer's clothes flutter in the
breeze. The sea water ripples, and the distant mountains are painted in
green and red. The cherry blossoms stand alone, the trees withered and bare.
The air is chilly, and the wanderer sleeps with a heavy heart.
In late winter, the setting sun casts a soft glow upon the streets as frost
and snow cover the ground. The moon sets, and the crows cry out in the
distance. The wanderer's heart is heavy, full of secrets and sorrow. As the
darkness sets in, the cherry blossoms are shrouded in frost, and the cool
breeze brings about a sense of sadness. The moon shines, and the wanderer
sees a desolate city and old trees, with crows calling in the night. They
recall the dream of cherry |
