Chapter 59 can not remember Jiangnan

I've been very restless these days.If I can let go of the business at hand, I really want to go back to Jiangnan to stay for a few days. It is still the first month of the lunar calendar, not to mention the north, even in the south of the Yangtze River, the weather must still be very cold, but the "cold" is not winter, but "spring cold", because spring has already passed.Unlike here, the weather was severe winter a few days ago, once the cold snap passed, it seemed to be early summer, and when the cold snap came again, it turned into winter again.There is almost no trace of spring.

But in Jiangnan, although spring is too old to be found, there are signs of its coming.Spring is spring, and it will never deceive people, and it will never make people happy.Have you ever seen the buds of a willow tree?It is not tender green, but light yellow.The willows have burst into goose-yellow buds, and spring has come to the treetops, to the tails of swallows, and to the hearts of wanderers. A few days ago, I watched the movie "Northern Scenery", and I was already fascinated; these days, I was even more fascinated by the advertisement of "Sisters in the South of the Yangtze River".Landscapes, characters, flowers, and soil are all nostalgic for Jiangnan, let alone spring, so these days I feel nostalgic.The movie advertisement said: "If you go to the south of the Yangtze River to catch up with spring, you must live with spring."Yes, go, why not?

I imagine where I should be, where I should live.Jiangnan is a big place with a beautiful landscape. Which place should I choose?Live by the West Lake, by the Xuanwu Lake?Live in Suzhou, live in Jiaxing?Of course, any place is good, but my dream soul always leads to a small building in Zhenjiang.Several glass windows, a small bed with cloth curtains, and the back of the house can be seen from the transom on the wall.There is not only my spring, but also my dream and my poems. That's what I'm looking for.However, after so many years, I am rushing to the south of the Yangtze River now. Where should I look for this spring?On the old brick walls, on the old trees, or on the tall new buildings and factory chimneys?

Facing the advertisement of "Sisters in the South of the Yangtze River" in the newspaper, I suddenly realized that the spring I was looking for was nowhere else but on the faces of these young people and in the hearts of the next generation.Our dreams, our unwritten poems, our lost spring, are all given to them.They will continue to write for us with colored pens, and they will complete our dreams that we have never realized.When spring comes to the south of the Yangtze River, there are people to receive them, and they will never be left out in the cold. But if I have time, I still want to go to Jiangnan.Because I miss Jiangnan, Jiangnan must also miss me.Standing under the goose-yellow willow branches, the young spring will welcome me with open arms.