dreams are picked up by the window,
the light lingers,
your dreams are dim,
in this lingering season,
colorful dreams quietly fall into sleep,
love threads flying all over the sky,
like a seven-string note,
.
Every time the breeze blows,
your charming figure
will drown out the' love affair' in previous lives.
We meet in the misty mountains and clouds,
meet and accompany,
Acacia will stay together for a hundred years.
Counting the time flies,
Or the affection is deep,
Or the heart is broken,
The warm feelings are still warm and moist,
The sweetness of this season is flowing.
Time flies with you,
Even if I miss the sea,
I don't feel bitter.
There are you in the buildings,
Even if the sky is dark,
You are the heaviest attachment in my heart,
a piece of acacia,
melodious seas run dry and rocks crumble,
a love song, <