It will still rain early and late at the winter solstice
Your persistence
now makes you very doubtful
You finally Wait until there is only this dead branch
How many times have you been in love and planted with all your heart
When the harvest is not as good as that of other descendants
This time you really care
But seeing other people talking about love is not tempting
Asking when the grapes will be ripe first
You have to wait and wait patiently
Even if you lose your harvest, always keep it
Try not to shed today’s tears in vain
Save the stones that hurt you
Absorb from your mistakes
Maybe you have to accept that the harvest months have not yet come
Or maybe it is time for you to turn your love into wine
The time has come first and it is ripe
What should I do? Love
It’s a pity that it has never been recorded in the book
I finally found it but the years never come back
If I don’t come back, I miss the spring
But Will bloom again
A thousand kinds of love, some need to be watered by tears of love
The withered tenderness
will grow back in the end
Wrong love is a necessary side dish
But seeing other people talk about love is not tempting
Ask when the grapes will be ripe first
You have to wait patiently. Wait
Always keep it even if you lose the harvest
Try not to shed today’s tears in vain
Leave the stone that hurts you
< p>Absorb from your mistakesMaybe the harvest months have not yet come and you have to accept it
Or maybe you have to turn your love into wine
The time will come first.
Imagine that there is someone on the other side of the sky
Waiting
Wooh Oh Yeah
I just wait for the grapes to be ripe and taste A glass of wine Woo
Don’t let loneliness hurt you until your hair turns gray all night long
Still get the freedom you don’t need
And the most dazzling wound I know
< p>There may not be a more beautiful encounter on the road in the futureBut when all your wisdom is turned into red wine
You can still save yourself by getting drunk
Everyone has been bitter and who has not