天下着迷蒙的烟雨,我在古城墙边遇见你。你打着柄自江南雨巷走来的油纸伞,伞下是你素净的脸,脸上结着丁香的淡淡愁怨。我看着你,只觉似曾相识。你一袭胜雪白衣,如云乌发随意绾起。盈白肤色像极了水中皎月,修长身姿恰似河堤杨柳。静比娇花照水,动若傲竹迎风。十指纤纤,五官清丽;唇若点脂,眼如秋水。你说,你叫衢州。我想,我爱上了你。将你细细打量,一千八百年的流 Amid the misty rain, I met you by the ancient city wall. You name the oil umbrella coming from the Jiangnan rain lane, umbrella is your plain face, face lilac melancholy sadness. I look at you, I feel like deja vu. You dressed in snow white, such as clouds Wufa 绾 free. Whitening looks like water in the bright moon, slender figure is like embankment Willow. Jindu Jiaohua according to the water, moving if proud of the bamboo windward. Finger slender, facial features Qingli; lips if the point of fat, eyes, such as autumn. You say, you are Quzhou. I think, I fell in love with you. Will you look carefully, the flow of one thousand eight hundred years