Shuttle through the Dongting, where there is a lantern.
Instantly flashing, as if it were a colorful lamp.
Sometimes bright, sometimes bright, there are hundreds shining on me.
Constantly, constantly shine.
homesickness
On a late autumn night
Walking on the streets of the city
Welcome to your hometown.
It's not far from missing.
Young people and the ocean
Night by the sea
Listen to lonely songs
Keep a boring diary
Read your own destiny
—— Original Wu Shaofa