I have been in love since I bid farewell

Bath body wash,

Wearing light clothes,

Go to the mirror with a light face and youth.

Thin sorrow,

Full of eyebrows,

I often reminisce about the past years after dusk.

Oh song,

into memories,

Cape Tianya has few confidants

Moonlight,

Flowers do not speak,

The autumn wind is like a willow.

Love,

Love Obsessed,

The Mid-Autumn Festival provokes lovesickness.

Red crispy hands,

Osmanthus wine,

Half a cup into the throat half a cup of sorrow.