Oh, these jasmine flowers, these white jasmine flowers!
I seem to remember the first time I held these jasmine flowers and these white jasmine flowers in my hand.
I love the sunshine, the sky and the green earth.
I heard the river gurgling in the dark midnight;
The autumn sunset greeted me in the corner of Kaminooji, just like the bride lifted her veil to greet a good lover.
But I think of the white jasmine I first held in my hand when I was a child, and my heart is full of sweet memories.
I have had many happy days in my life. I was amused by those jokes on the night of the holiday party.
On a gloomy rainy morning, I sang many elegant poems.
I wear a drunken wreath woven by my lover as an evening dress around my neck.
But I think of the white jasmine I first held in my hand when I was a child, and my heart is full of sweet memories.
2. Golden Flower
If I become a golden flower, just for fun, growing on the high branches of that tree, swaying in the wind with a smile and dancing on the new leaves, mom, will you know me?
If you cry and say, "Where are you, son?" "I was there secretly laughing, but I didn't say a word.
I will quietly open my petals and watch you work.
When you take a shower, put your wet hair on your shoulders, walk past the golden flower shaded by green trees, and walk to the yard where you pray, you will smell the fragrance of this flower, but you don't know it comes from me.
When you have lunch, sit at the window and read & gt When the shadow of that tree falls on your hair and knees, I will cast my little shadow on your page, where you read.
But can you guess that this is a small shadow of your child?
When you go to the cowshed with a lamp at dusk, I will suddenly fall to the ground again and become your child again. Please tell me a story.
"Where have you been, you bad boy?"
"I won't tell you, mom." That's what you and I were trying to say.
The accompaniment can be Schubert's serenade or Chopin's serenade No.2.