The moment when the flowers wither.
The sight ignites fragile emotions.
Melancholy autumn
Crush my thoughts one after another.
Wandering between pages.
Echoes of infinite attachment to spring
Sleep is hazy, dreams are hazy.
Wait with your hands crossed.
Rich and fragrant
That long-lost hope
(2) the wish of the stream
In the long river of years
Something always echoes strongly-
Is it the roar of the waves hitting the sand bank?
Is it the elegy of the winding stream?
My faint wish,
Like a gurgling stream, day and night,
Run forward.
Just sinking into the rough sea,
Listen to the gentle sound of the waves.
(3) desire
Spring has come warmly.
Another night without a storm.
Candles shake a romantic love story.
You look at me, I look at you.
With a keen eye
There is a liquid slipping quietly.
therefore
We raised our glasses.
Taste this happy fragrance.
then
Indulge in each other's eyes
I haven't woken up for a thousand years and ten thousand years.