Last night, I went to bed late.
Unconsciously,
You came to my dream.
Gradually clear, that gentle smile,
We relive the happiness of the past,
Parting time, lost past notes,
Throw it into the valley.
We chase the sun,
The sun is dazzling and radiant,
Suddenly, it was gone,
transitory
In the morning, I lit my pipe,
Wrapped around the sky,
Disturbed my mind,
A cigarette, a yearning, a touch of melancholy,
Like you're in that long corner,
Like lighting a cigarette,
At different time intervals,
Telling the same story
Author: Ran Yan
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