"Tonight I go home with a round of moon" text / Wang Jianhua tonight I go home with a round of moon, hang in front of the window to talk with me, I don't ask her if the cold wind is howling, the forest tops want to tear and fly, and I don't ask
author:Old Town Poetry Garden
"Tonight I Come Home with a Round of Moon"
Text/Wang Jianhua
Tonight I'm coming home with a moon
Hang in front of the window and talk to me
I don't ask her if it's cold
Whistling whether the woodtops want to tear and fly
And don't ask about dead leaves
Whose mind would that be wandering
I just want to ask her, will you stay with me for a while
Tonight I'm coming home with a moon
Place in a glass to fragrant the red wine
I couldn't bear to take it all and drink it all
Although the mouth is dry and hoarse
Do not sway, you are quiet and silent
Gazing at you comfortably, it seems that I also have a home
May you sleep, sleep in the ocean in my eyes
Tonight I'm coming home with a moon
A deserted study
I gently measured the moonlight like water
I am like a butterfly trying to fly
Bitter to gather thin clothes
Stupidly asked himself if I stepped on the moonshine
Can't help it, standing in front of the window and looking into the distance
I'm coming home tonight with a round of moonshine
Place on ancient panels
Cut it with a knife of years
Half remained on earth, half returned to heaven
Let the night never be gray again
Watching the people of Guihong gradually walk away in my eyes
Which will be me? Looking at the red makeup of Yiren wearing autumn water