White Chrysanthemum Author: Wuyan
The millet is shaking. Are you afraid?
You bring a touch of autumn sorrow to the blooming white chrysanthemum
Who is threatening your beauty
Let Are you cowering in fear of the world
Howling cold current
Looking at each other from the ancient road
Filled with flying dust
Rolling in Come
devour the last wisp of fragrance you have left
The wind of doom is hovering above your head
Lan Tian is really too lofty
Your sweet dreams are like floating
A floating cloud in the sky
White chrysanthemums, white chrysanthemums as beautiful as jade
Looking forward to the sun and the moon
I can have a pair of lovely and gentle hands
Take you back and hold you home
In a warm place
White chrysanthemums are like stars Bloom
No crying.