In the wind did you touch her message In the rain did you kiss her sweetness let the fruitful branches tell you let the full ears of grain in the field tell you to let the golden ginkgo in the air

In the wind

Whether you touch her message or not

In the rain

Did you kiss her sweetly

Let the fruit of the branch tell you

Let the full ears of grain in that field tell you

Let that golden ginkgo leaf in the air tell you

Here she comes

Take me and you

Let's walk into that magical world together

Never find another one

It's also so rich

Equally sentimental about her

She has witnessed the most exuberant and uplifting life

She has the satisfaction of harvesting maturity

She witnessed the withering and withering of youth

She harbors the vision and watchful eye of a new life

This is undoubtedly beautiful

But it's sad again

This is bound to be contradictory

But it is joy again

And so she arrived

Whether you welcome or dislike it

She still

It doesn't matter if you usher or send it away

Just here quietly...