That month of that year that red dust
Text/Jiang Xiaoyu
I used to warm the wine
I want to raise a glass with you and be blessed with good luck
But the one who has been slow to see you
That red dust that month
The city spring grass is deep
The affectionate kiss under the moon before the flower
Since then, the end of the world has cooled my heart
It will be waiting until what year and month and which red dust
Affection is deeper than the sea
Together, we raise a glass to happiness
Enthusiasm and exuberance are full of youth
2022-1-30 Weihai souvenir