There is no red rose in the world
Who is it
Cut your wrist with the thorn on the stem
Blood dripping and tears< /p>
The snow-white buds were dyed red
From now on
Every time a heart is broken
A blood-red rose blooms on the ground< /p>
The mist surrounds the daylily, the clouds are misty, it is the world of mortals.
The fragrance is so refreshing that it attracts immortals without stopping.
The dream disappears, it is the daylily, forgetting the worries The first painful memory.
The years have passed, but a dream has broken my heart
Picking up the daylily road again
The bright moon is only empty.
In the mist and mist, I have never remembered the pain of daylily.
Abandoned the world of mortals, still reflected in the dusk.
But look at the cliff in the past, with the mist of daylily