The drizzle on the wooden leaves is full, and the spots are accidentally missed; the wind blows every now and then, and the silent night is dim; it is still dry to sleep alone, and it is still late to

The drizzle on the wooden leaves is full, and the spots are accidentally missed; the wind blows every now and then, and the silent night is dim; it is still dry to sleep alone, and it is still late to dream alone; it has been a long time since I listened to Yan's language, is it safe to cherish the person?

Explanation: The leaves are covered with drizzle, which makes the leaves look a little messy.

The wind slowly blew the leaves, which made it seem very quiet tonight, and I also felt that my spirits were waning.

It’s a bit early to go to bed now. It’s better to go to bed later, so that you can sleep deeply.

I haven’t heard the cry of the swallow for a long time. I wonder if it is well. Is the person I miss also well?

I have done nothing in this life and can only lament my wasted time.

Thinking about the good old days, how much I miss them.