我出生于美丽的江南。漫步在古老静谧的青石街上,行走在流水潺潺的河畔,穿过结实灰白的小桥,我闭上眼睛浅浅地嗅着江南柔和沁人的味道。江南的味道凉凉的。我是清晨穿过雾气笼罩的小桥的妇人,柔若无骨的手指摆弄着犹带水珠的菱角;我是清晨身处薄薄雾气的河边的洗衣姑娘,修长的手 I was born in beautiful Jiangnan. Stroll in the ancient and tranquil bluestone street, walking in the gurgling riverside, through the sturdy little bridge, I close my eyes and shallow shallow sniffing gentle southern taste. Jiangnan taste cool. I was the woman who crossed the misty bridge in the early morning, and the soft, boneless fingers were playing with the waterdrops of water chestnut. I was a laundry girl in the misty river early in the morning,