Spring passes and winter comes, time flies
The swans fly south but leave no traces
I still stay in the place where I used to play
< p>Even though the place was full of messTime did not wait for me, but the ruthless tears drowned myself
Memory is like rotten leaves, the clear lines have long been buried by time
Only the smell of decay is still left in my mind bit by bit
Fermentation and decay linger in rebirth and death, fantasizing about the remaining warmth
The tall buildings are gone and clear When the dream comes back for the first time, I can’t see the endless road to the end of the world
The wind and bamboo beat the rhyme, thousands of leaves are full of hatred, look at such a heartbroken person
Flowers are easy to fall, the moon is hard to be round, who is the soul that is broken by the dream? Pity
The road is long and the thoughts are long. I still miss you deeply
The cold winter comes and the north wind blows.
In this winter snow is no longer falling. The place
It is still so lonely at this moment
The wind is rustling and the water is cold, dancing lightly in the sea of ??clouds in the dream
Withered leaves are flying, window shadows are broken, and dreams are everywhere Jiangnan
The sound of the piano is cold, the heart is even colder, and the person playing the piano is full of tears
Flowers bloom and fall every year
The wind rises and stops every year
Countless beauties are like a dream scattered across the world
Finally disappear without a trace
The moon hangs in the sky, leaving behind a thin figure
Seeing flowers in the mist, it’s so hazy tonight