The autumn wind in September is slightly cooler, and people are getting thinner. I am waiting for a hopeless hope. Missing makes me pale, and despair keeps people away. Leaning against the balcony, holding the railing, the moonlight faded, watching the last round of the bright moon, playing the last piano, the moon was dark and windy, the piano sounded, hanging my head, closing my eyes slightly, and smiling on my face. Who remembers? Who will be safe when Luo Zhang falls? The autumn wind is bleak and beautiful. Who did you hurt if you didn't understand the local conditions and customs? Your injury, with a few rolls of feelings in my heart, was gently covered up. Looking back at the lights, I can't see Iraqis, only loneliness and sadness are still bright.
Dreams are awakened at the most beautiful time. With you, I don't have him. Memory is a bridge, but I'm afraid I can't cross it. I hope it will last forever. Love is far away, but my heart is gone. Whose oath can I trust? Play your piano, with your smile, in the voice, hope, wait, vicissitudes. Old walls, antique houses, old photos, and your eternal concern are all lingering in my heart. Say goodbye to the forever open door and turn around. When you left, I was in tears on the ancient road.
The white hair in my dream stained my regret. I have seen all the snow. Who set off the past and provoked the pallor of this life? In the evening, I began to look for my complaints, my Pearl River piano. I raised a glass with my old friend haggard, but I couldn't change my face. The result was like three thousand years of trouble. I just want a little true love, as long as I see your sincere heart. I cried all my life, but I had no choice, no retreat, only regret, engraved with the monument that I owe you forever.
Wandering all the way back to the door alone, revisiting the old place as usual, the door is more lonely, but your greetings don't want to disturb me at midnight. Who played the farewell song on the piano and dyed the clothes red with blood? I know the ending. I still remember that we were all very happy at that time, but you haven't heard of the idea now. Who plays a scarred tune on the piano? My white hair falls from my head. I saw the death of my heart. I will spend the moonlight with you tonight. Without you, I will be silent even if I leave.
Your smile is sweet and bitter. I have guarded you all my life, and my fate is unbearable. The sky gradually brightened, turned into a ray of light and disappeared with the wind. My appearance.
The moon is broken. Your figure is constantly being cut, tears fall on people's hearts and drift away in silence. Stay in the black and white piano and ripple in silence.
Your piano sound, I will wait for you in this life.