By what means?
Gave me a beam of light.
For her,
This is just a thousand kinds of heart injuries.
It is also a thousand ripples.
On that night in spring
I took the lamp.
The ocean of her mind is shining.
It also freshened my lush mountains.
Now I hope to be covered with green slopes
Has taken root and sprouted in the soil in midsummer.
Next.
Should it be like a rose?
Towards the blue sky
Preach solemnly
Ah, distant lovers
Now that I have accepted your light.
And I happen to be a leaf.
Although it's a little yellow.
But I'm ready.
On this cool rainy night
For this lamp
Clear my hoarse voice
Start singing our love.