Qiushui Yiren
Windward strokes
What are you thinking
And in the cause of what groan
Gentle westerly wind
Haunt the soul all the time
Look through it
Who are you in love for
Again, it was because of who kissed
White clouds
Always tie a piece of the heart
Tears abound
What are you chanting?
And what hate
Long years
The homeland is the root
You can ask remotely
Who are you waiting for
Again, it is because of who is pro
The end of the world
The return party is the foundation