Misty drizzle, gently swaying in the wind
Walk through the rain of petals and look down on the fine streams of years
Light
Dancing obliquely with an indescribable sentimentality
A barren season, shaking a string of clear and shallow branches embellished in memory
Can
Let me grieve, grieve, grieve again...
Quiet night
When trying to peel away an inch of beautiful old time in the heart, in exchange for a wordless desolation
Ethereal like smoke, like the inexplicable emptiness of this period
One note of sorrow, two reds
The sideburns of the years were stained pale, and a few degrees of light scars were spotted
Flowing like water, flying lightly
Fragments of memory are like falling petals
It was full of my wisps and inner mud
The most unforgettable, the heart flowers when I first saw it
Your flower-like smile and dance messed up my heart
I could only hide the madness in my heart with a calm expression
I push open the heavy door of your peach blossom with my flower-picking fingers
We have ten fingers clasped
Look at the branches that are full of sunshine
Watch the aroma waft along the way
That autumn afternoon
You left me in the middle of the flowers
Leave me alone and let my heart fall to the ground
That's it
You sowed two seeds in my heart
One is disappointment
One grain is despair
today
I use sorrow as a pen and tears as ink
Write the remnants of this season for you
Please tell me
Is not love to the deepest
Only leave
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