You cry alone
Be immersed in grief
The heart of love has been scarred.
The charm of flowers has long withered and haggard.
For whom do autumn leaves fall?
Just for the pink buds on the branches in spring
For who?
I only complain that I am too addicted to love.
The drizzle washed away the girl's Ye Chun in succession.
Love, like fire, can scorch that tender heart.
Stop loving.
Weak, weak, gentle voice of love
Let go of love. Hands.
Loosen the bound spring.
The journey of love remains the same.
Flowers are colorful.
2. Wait
Waiting for the gentle caress of the sea breeze
Joubo hasn't swam to the shore yet
Waiting for the sweetness of an evening date
The falling flowers puzzled my eyes.
Waiting for the rain to moisten you.
The clouds are far away.
Waiting for the warmth of the sun
The snow fell gently on the chest.
Try to figure out the intoxicating oath
Loneliness occupied my heart.
Waiting for your warm hug
I can't warm your wrist.
I don't want to go far without direction.
The next sea breeze and green season
I'm still standing on the bank of the stream.
I can't bear to watch the branches sway helplessly.
Whose lifelong regret