Back to Qingzhou Sea again, the flowers are still as abundant as ever. I can't see the people of the past, and my sleeves are full of tears in spring. This feeling can be recalled, but it was already at a loss. If life was just as it was when we first saw it, it would be ordinary scenery and people, no longer carved railings and jade bricks, but the bright moon would still be there, but the beauty would change. , I once looked at the colorful clouds and now I see the flowers and the moon are similar, and my feelings are as peaceful as before.
On the night of the Lantern Festival last year, the lights in the flower market were as bright as daytime.
On the top of the willow branches in the moonlight, people gathered around after dusk.
On the Lantern Festival this year, the moon and the lights are still the same.
I don’t see the people from last year, and my spring shirt sleeves are wet with tears.