心,常随一缕笛音走入江南——那是让我迷恋的远方……一江南的三月,是一个梅雨季节。三月的梅雨,下得飘飘洒洒,织得纷纷扬扬。一夜听雨打芭蕉的沙沙声。清晨雨住,推窗望去,有云低低地压着房檐。空中还飘着淡淡的雨丝,一层湿漉漉的气息弥漫在天地间,雾霭滋润了整个江南。远处,群 The heart, often with a flute, enters the south of the Yangtze River - it is a distant place that fascinates me... A March of the south of the Yangtze River is a rainy season. The rainy season in March was soaring and weaving. The sound of rustling of bananas was heard overnight. In the early morning rain, pushing the window and looking, the clouds slammed down the room. There was also a faint rain in the air. A layer of wet air filled the air between the heavens and the earth. The haze moistened the entire south of the Yangtze River. Far away, group