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If there is an afterlife, I still miss you

author:An Dongyue
If there is an afterlife, I still miss you

Text/Mo language Qingqiu

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01.

Jiangnan water town, drizzle, surrounded me, soothing my heart.

Here, there are boats floating on the water, and the arch bridge on the stone road, which is the road we once walked. I love the tranquil atmosphere and the light elegance, as if all my worries have been washed away here.

What a wonderful memory to be here, walking through that alley with you.

At that time, we held hands, hugged each other, took advantage of the naughty rain in the wine alley, frolicked, laughed loudly, and seemed to have built a brand new love house in this low house in Jiangnan.

Our love, like the style of this Jiangnan water town, the wind blows gently, like to hide in our hearts and rise, with a faint fragrance, like the two people under the umbrella, flowing soothingly.

If there is an afterlife, I still miss you

02.

Every time, thinking of you is like a sweet dream, coming out of the dream, everything returns to the way it was.

Imagining your face at this moment, imagining the bits and pieces we have been, and can make my heart overflow, fly freely, it leads our emotions, in this fresh environment step by step sublimation, more and more beautiful.

The beautiful and secluded deep courtyard, the towering tree, the full of orchids blooming, all pull the soul, lingering compassion, still spread, the most beautiful snuggling silhouette, become the beauty forever fixed in the red dust.

Love, pervasive.

Love, shrouded.

Love rises in every corner of Jiangnan.

If there is an afterlife, I still miss you

03.

However, my world felt flawed, my heart, felt lonely.

The facts tell us that we may never meet again in this life.

However, the love in my heart is still deeply rooted and infects my deep heart, and it has never disappeared.

If there is an afterlife, I am willing to be like the old man sitting under the arch bridge, relying on this Jiangnan water town and waiting for your face.

I am willing to be like a black boat on that stone road, carrying the happiness we once had, carrying you who is the only thing you think of in your life, and welcoming the reunion of the next life.