Word: Chen Nianxi
Song: Luo Zhongxu.
The lingering under the yellow rain that day
You are very eager to travel.
Rain clouds brought by mountain wind
Blow your skirt.
The cold rain of autumn leaves is farewell.
That moment always reappears in dreams.
The white dress fluttered in the wind.
The maple leaves are red and red.
Wipe away the rust and copper of the years
Teenagers' dreams are no longer ignorant.
Autumn rain, fallen leaves, waiting for you to keep the wind chimes.
The cold wind is blowing, the night is sad, and a parting wound.
Autumn rain, fallen leaves, wake up is your figure.
The cold wind blows, and the night is sad and deep, waiting for people to return and waiting for the rings to dry up.
I always miss the evening wind.
Eyes red, dreams scattered in the wind.
The maple leaves are red and red.
The wind and rain wiped away the rusty copper of the years.
The windy evening is still waiting.
The lingering under the yellow rain that day
You are very eager to travel.
Rain clouds brought by mountain wind
Blow your skirt.
The cold rain of autumn leaves is farewell.
Autumn rain, fallen leaves, waiting for you to keep the wind chimes.
The cold wind blows, the night is very sad, and it hurts to come back with a song.
Autumn rain, fallen leaves, wake up is your figure.
The cold wind blows, and the night is sad and deep, waiting for people to return.
Autumn is so deep, the heart is so painful, the cycle fades, and there are silent rings.
Still thinking about the evening wind
Eyes red, dreams scattered in the wind.
The maple leaves are red and red.
Years erase the rust and copper color of years.
The windy evening is still waiting.
The windy evening is still waiting.