1. "Falling Flowers and Broken Flowers Ignorance" is a song in the song "Love Poems", sung by Li Haha.
2. Lyrics:
Love poems are infatuated and people know each other
The world laughs at me for being too infatuated
Write this love poem for you
My heart is only known by lovers
The flowers are falling and the flowers are dying and the flowers are ignorant
The flowers are falling and the flowers are falling and I wrote this poem
The flowers are dying and withering in this life
< p>It’s just that I’m young and too ignorantThe wind blows and the moon shines
The petals fall with the wind
The wind knows the willow branches
The moonlight at this moment
Intoxicating and intoxicating
The beautiful wine is intoxicating
The wine is intoxicating and the vows are made
The beauty is drunk and nymphomaniac
Knowing people and knowing the heart is like a dream
Knowing people only hurts for the family
Friendship between people who know each other is important
Love You are definitely not like a dream
We met in a dream and outside a dream
I made a vow to you in a dream
I will accompany you for a thousand years outside of a dream
We met each other in the bright moon at night and dreamed of each other
Together we knew each other with gray hair
Together under the old withered leaves
It is rare to have a close friend in life
White hair and fallen leaves have melted
White snow and white face, white scholar
White snow fluttering in the cold wind
White face and face facing the wind
Far away Looking at Scholar Bai
Flying south to Nanyan in the Spring and Autumn Period
Flying south to forget love is easy to lose
Nanyan crosses the sea and rests again
Suffering through this spring and autumn
Autumn wind, autumn night, autumn is sad
Autumn wind blows withered leaves and fallen leaves
Autumn wind says goodbye at this time
It’s so sad to be alone
Reminiscing about the wind and the rain and recalling the sadness
Recalling the flowers and trees looks delicate
Looking at the sky, the ground and the west tower
< p>Singing the prodigal son's journey aloneReminiscing about the wind and the rain and recalling the sorrow
Recalling the flowers and the trees appear delicate
Looking at the sky, the ground and the west tower
Singing the prodigal son’s journey alone