bistro Low-poly 3D model

“走到玉林路的尽头，坐在小酒馆的门口。分别总是在九月，回忆是思念的愁。深秋嫩绿的垂柳，亲吻着我额头。在那座阴雨的小城里，我从未忘记你……”At the end of Yulin Road, I sat at the entrance of a small tavern. Separation is always in September, and memories are the sorrow of longing. The tender green weeping willows of late autumn kissed my forehead. In that rainy little town, I never forgot you