There are countless ripples on the ground.
Water drops on leaves
Can it be turned into spring mud in time?
The window lattice has withstood the beating of winter rain.
There are traces of rain kissing on the wall.
It's so deep and shallow that people can't breathe.
The window waiting for warm sunshine is waiting for rain.
It won't rain in winter in my memory.
The warm sunshine is with the north wind.
Sweep the treetops and scatter gold all over the ground.
Composed a love song belonging to winter.
The winter at that time was really pure.
The sky is blue, the clouds are warm and the leaves are beautiful.
I often pluck the strings in my heart.
And you are in the distance of expectation
When you leave with the geese returning from the north
My world is full of rain.
Don't know where to fly.
Soaked all over the floor and soaked my wet heart.
The sky seems to understand my fatigue.
The storm didn't surprise me.
If you turn around and leave without hesitation
The rain was wet and cold and lasted all winter.