How can I not miss Hangzhou?

Lingyin Temple. In the years since I left Hangzhou, I've always harbored a dream of the south of the Yangtze River. In spring, the peach blossoms on Su Causeway are in full bloom, and the weeping willows sway gently. In summer, the West Lake is covered with endless green lotus leaves and bright red lotus flowers. In autumn, the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus in Manjuelong fills the entire city of Hangzhou with the autumn wind. In winter, the beautiful scenery of the Broken Bridge covered with residual snow resembles an elegant ink painting. At that time, I thought these beautiful things would always be there, but I didn't realize until I left that they had already become precious memories in my heart. Now, the appearance of my hometown has gradually changed over the years. Fortunately, there are still some plants, stones, and small things that remain the same, quietly waiting for me as the seasons change.