●Cicada's Song
Sipping the clear dew of a lifetime
Not woven into a single strand
I am a bitter chanter The cicada has nothing but moans
Only sighs
There is no decent wealth for you
Not even the old stem that I have clung to for the rest of my life. Belongs to you
It belongs to a wind
A rain
Pick up two identical leaves, one bright red
One green< /p>
Keep the green ones for you, keep the bright red ones for yourself
Keep them to yourself
I also know that my years are about to grow old
Just like the red ones The red leaves are extremely gorgeous
That is the candle in your eyes
But it is my soul
Return date
●Cicada Sadness
I only know how to eat with dew in the morning
Sing hauni at dusk
I never care, the wind on this road is so slow
< p> It's urgentI only remember an idiom, as thin as a cicada's wings
As thin as a cicada's wings
My unparalleled heart
Is it also small
So
●The Cicada's Injury
Flying to your balcony countless times
Just to look through the window , smell your fragrant breath
Crying out the red blood countless times
Just to wake you up, a long-lost memory
Memory
I know that even if I practice for another thousand years
What I care about most
is still you
My pain has penetrated into my bone marrow
There is no cure
●The difference between cicadas
If I choose to leave
Please don’t mind
This world is crazy It’s been too long, I can only shrink my wings
Escape quietly
Choose a sunny afternoon
Call out my mulberry
My graceful fall has nothing to do with the autumn wind
It has nothing to do with you