Know what I mean, sympathize with you, you must ask for it!
Remember that your heart is like the Xihe River, which flows eastward day and night.
A wisp of love never broke, and two lines of tears poured down my face.
Turn back immediately, my heart is broken, so I can leave and don't look back.
A port has changed from a sea to a field, and a port regards you as a miss.
Tung tree, it rains in the middle of the night, never leaving love and suffering. A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fell into the light!
A Yaotai song in the sky is a life-and-death love on earth. Thin shadow self-pity autumn waters clear, you have to pity me, pity you.