Shu Huai sat quietly and turned the book suddenly Xiao Xiao did not feel that only the high hall of the year was far away in my old garden for the guests of the old trees still existing in the empty old garden sideburns gradually thinned out of the window last night snow bending branches of tall buildings full of lights floating for the time being

Bookbeat

Sit still and flip through the pages of the book

Xiao Xiao didn't feel that only the years were flowing

The high hall is far away from me as a guest

Old trees still exist in the empty old garden

Sideburns are fading

Push the window last night snow bent branches

Tall buildings are full of lights floating down

Shake your head and smile for a moment