I lost you with my own hands

Like the wind lost the heart of the cloud,

Wandering in a daze at midnight.

Like a street lamp that has lost its neon light,

The young man on the street corner has lost his luster...

Tonight I lost you with my own hands,

It’s like losing seven souls and three souls,

My heart can’t feel your connection,

I want to give you all my beating tenderness,

But Gave you endless "night sorrows";

The lingering fragrance of you passed over the corner of my clothes,

I wanted to grab that touch hard,

but The tears of disobedience,

burned my hands back,

trembled in the wind;

I want to hold you in my arms,

< p> Release my endless longing,

You fell into my heart,

caused waves in my love,

disappeared at the end. ...

I thought I would meet you in the best time,