Autumn night, leaves all over the sky, withered inside.
The yellowed world drifted away with the wind bit by bit.
The yellowed world is getting farther and farther with the wind.
The snow in winter makes you and me spend Valentine's Day.
You and my white day are in winter.
Disappear the fragments of love
The chip didn't see love disappear
Open the dusty photos.
Open the dusty photos
Think about those old silent films you have seen.
Remember those ancient silent clips you have seen.
The plot of the old man and the sea
The plot of the old man and the sea
In the picture, you faintly emerge.
But you appear vaguely in the photo.
However, on the other side of the globe,
But on the other side of the globe,
The plane took my thoughts away.
The plane took away my thoughts.
A person's seaside
Someone's seaside
The tidal period remains unchanged.
The circulation of tides has not changed.
An empty world
Hollow world
There is less and less breathing between us.
There is less breathing between us.
The old man smoked silently.
The old man is smoking quietly.
Insomnia with me
Insomnia with me
Visual display
Intuition appeared.
Waiting is also a kind of faith.
Waiting is also a kind of faith
Woman: Love for the sea is too deep and time is too short.
Woman: Too deep time and too shallow love.
How can a heart that loves you run aground
How eager to love your heart
Believe that the old man's line is tight and loving.
The old man's thread tightly holds the faith of love.
The sails of the years are drifting away.
The sails of the years are fading away.
Autumn night withered in the fallen leaves all over the sky.
Autumn night, leaves all over the sky, withered inside.
The yellowed world drifted away with the wind bit by bit.
The yellowed world is getting farther and farther with the wind.
The snow in winter makes you and me spend Valentine's Day.
Valentine's Day in winter, white you and me.
Disappear the fragments of love
The chip didn't see love disappear
The dusty movement, page two.
The second page covered with dust movement
I haven't practiced there for a long time.
I haven't practiced there for a long time.
Write a poem quietly
Write this poem silently.
Waiting on the other side of the sea
Wait for it on the other side of the sea.
But it was changed by the monsoon.
But it was turned into a line by the monsoon.
The lifeline of love.
The lifeline of love.
Swing in the wind and waves
Swaying in the stormy waves
I still insist.
I still insist on all this.
Old man, he grabbed the thread silently.
The old man, quietly pulling the line.
Suffocate with me
Choke with me
Maybe tomorrow
Maybe tomorrow
Maybe far, far away.
Maybe it's far away.
The day when winter ends and pure white finally disappears.
The day when winter ends and pure white finally disappears.
The promise of love sleeps bit by bit.
The promise of love is dying bit by bit.
On the eve of peace, the old man waited for his wish.
The quiet old man is waiting for his wish.
Across the sea, you and I are two worlds.
Across the sea are you and me.
Enough! I called you word for word! It may not be as accurate as you think, but I still hope to help you!