The scenery of fleeting years, gradually drifting away,
But that calendar still stays on the page when you left.
You're a wanderer, chasing dreams and wandering all your life.
I am a breeze that gently passes through your palm,
With just a moment of touch, I had a lifetime of love tribulation.
He had provoked the bond of life after life.
In spring, all the flowers around are in bloom.
And the little city I live in, because of your departure, has not blossomed.
You once said that you were willing to be my kite, and that you would only fly in my eyes in this life;
You once said that you were willing to be my migrating bird, and that you would stand guard for me no matter where you were.
Do you know?
The clouds want clothes, the flowers want looks, with you, I don't need anything.
Falling in love with you, I have long been low in the dust.
My heart has been leaning with the direction of the wind, stopping,
Because I know that you can only be found in the street where the wind lives.
The flute's sound is short, but the fleeting years are long.
Why do I lock loneliness, loneliness, but not longing?
Darling, where are you?
Your eyes are the sea that I can't walk out of in my life,
Have you seen my longing grow quietly in the spring?
Melting silently in the spring, dancing in the spring breeze?
Standing in the square of spring,
Looking at the sky full of paper kites, tears unknowingly fell…
My kite, the string is broken,
But I don't want the thread to fall
So, I had no choice but to keep running, running…
The summer rain fluttered in front of the eaves.
He walked into the rain and stretched out his finger.
Through the transparent curtain of rain, he tried his best to touch the memories that were left behind in the depths of the rain.
The same rainy day, the same scenery.
At this moment, there was only one person talking to himself and one person dancing with an umbrella…
Who was it that chanted Tagore's poem in the rain:
" My eyes are raining for her, but my heart is holding an umbrella for her."
Love the rainy season,
Love every rainy day,
All because I met you in the summer rain.
You said that you loved the way I looked in the rain with my head lowered and my umbrella in hand.
I say, I love the way you howl in the rain,
Our story has been blown up by the rain,
Now, the sound of the rain flute faded, and a story gradually faded in the rain.
How much I yearn
In the misty rain of Jiangnan, I can still meet your affectionate gaze.
Even if they looked at each other from afar and didn't get close.
How much I yearn
The rain can completely wet me and drown the longing in my heart that rises every day.
Let me no longer hope for a perfect curtain call in the rain,
Then, I can play a solo song in the fleeting years, in the depths of light and shadow,
A man sat quietly on the bank of the lotus pond, watching the rain alone, holding a pot of wine alone, drinking leisurely and sorrowful.
Let the flowing light disturb my heart, let the love thin and pale,
Find a reason to forget sadness, separated by the world of mortals, separated by years,
They stayed together in silence, silent and happy.
With a wave of your hand you leave me here,
The boat has gone far away, my heart is as lonely as flowing water, as desolate as fallen leaves.
The street I've been through countless times
Green moss was already crawling all over the bluestone slabs. The laughter on the street could still be heard.
However, the tune of "High Mountains and Flowing Water" had changed.
One person,
Walking in front of the red leaves all over the mountain,
Her heart was so cold and empty.
I stood in the way you came, but I couldn't see your figure as you walked by.
I haven't had time to grasp the happiness you gave me,
Your voice is fading away, your feet are gone,
It's so far that my eyes can't touch it.
I opened my palm and saw the lines of my palm.
Your name is like a thin word, blooming in the lonely old times…
In my windswept sleeves
No more faint fragrance wafting, only the autumn's bleak abundance.
The fallen leaves on the ground,
Some were lying quietly, some were rolling, and some were whispering.
I wanted to pick up the fallen leaves, but I couldn't bear to go near them.
I think Falling Leaves understands my thoughts the best.
The maple leaves are all my feelings,
My dear, when you see the red maple leaves,
Have you ever heard my whispers in the autumn forest?
In this life, wherever I am,
I will sit in the autumn forest when the maple leaves fall,
He counted the fallen leaves and waited silently.
No one can disturb me
I will lock myself in my own world, leaning against the dark night,
Quietly, she watched the flowers one after another, circulating and scattering in the night…
Let me choose to hold the cup and ponder,
Drinking alone in the red maples, getting drunk alone.
My hand gently glided over the calendar,
The days when flowers bloomed silently slipped from her fingertips.
Every time I walk in a world of snowflakes,
A love that never grows old can always find a boundary point that makes the heart not hurt.
My infatuation keeps a solitary posture,
She embraced the softness of the snowflakes and swayed quietly in the pure white world…
"Love you forever! I like you no matter how fat you are!”
Just because of this sentence, what reason do I have to not miss you and not wait for you to grow old together?
If you didn't come, how could I dare to grow old alone?
Love in my heart,
No matter how cold the weather is, I can still find a warm feeling.
In this life, I don't want to destroy a country or a city.
He only wanted to pour out all his tenderness and be alone for a lifetime.
In every day of winter when the snow is falling,
I don't want anything along the way,
I only carry the pure beauty of snow,
I will make my true feelings turn into beautiful snowflakes,
In the place where you are, I keep dancing…
In this life,
I'm willing to pour out my tenderness, my youth,
To be your beauty, in every snowy day,
I will use the most beautiful voice in the world to call you gently.
Listen! A song comes in the wind,
Who, in the place where snowflakes fly,
Soft words softly sang, gathering and parting, two Yiyi…
Where there is love, there are miracles.
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