Flowers made of tears,
It broke in an instant.
A tearful world,
He cheered for your success.
Everything will pass,
I still keep your warmth in my heart.
Tears create the dawn,
The rising sun is a god beyond the reach of dust.
Music written in tears,
For an instant, it smelled of homesickness.
Everything is a dream,
The primitive sense of touch wins loneliness.
I held my head and cried:
I still have the warmth you gave me in my heart.
You are mom's eyes,
Mended clothes countless times.
You are a beacon for soldiers,
Browse countless scrolls.
You are the poet's tears,
I wrote a touching poem for you!
I am not a tung oil lamp,
But a beautiful candle!
Candles (Style 2)
Flowers made of tears,
It broke in an instant.
I want to give it to you,
But left after the wind blew.
A tearful world,
He cheered for your success.
Pain hides at the bottom of the deep sea,
All my sadness poured out.
It's all over,
I still have your warmth in my heart.
Tears create the dawn,
The rising sun is a god beyond the reach of dust.
Missing persons-
See the return trip in the foreseeable future.
Music written in tears,
For an instant, it smelled of homesickness.
How I want to run and sing in the bamboo tube,
Dress up as a piper!
Everything is an illusion,
Everything is a dream.
I held my head and cried:
Your tenderness is still hidden in your heart!
Laughing and crying,
Let the initial touch accompany loneliness.
You are mom's eyes,
Mend clothes countless times!
You are a beacon for soldiers,
Browse a mountain of scrolls;
You are the poet's tears,
Write poems for nobles.
I'm not a fluorescent lamp,
This is an ugly candle!