The Hidden Beauty in Naran's Words - Like a Dream (The Leaves Of The Wood Return)

The leaves returned to their paths. Where is the wind of the broken moon. The news is half floating,

A few lovesick tonight. Autumn rain, autumn rain. Halfway through the westerly wind.

The stars of last night, the wind of last night. Last night, the spring flowers and your season of waiting were haggard because of the woman.

"The same is the end of the world, why should we know each other?" You don't have the luck of Sima jiangzhou. You know each other, you know each other, but you will never meet for the rest of your life.

The beauty in Naran's eyes, in my eyes, is equally beautiful, isn't it?

Tonight, there is no wind and moon, only the song is scattered. Only the sad and sad sunset could not hide the red tears, and they flowed into the dusk in frustration. Only the green string half moon, the light night flying smoke, turning all kinds of acacia dust into a flat boat. Paddle after paddle, you are intoxicated by the swaying of the Yi people's style yesterday. Those beautiful fallen leaves, you try to keep, but they turn into a sigh and drift away.