The sound of the willow flute is deep
Author | Yu Tong Yu Fei
The melodious flute sound, gently stirred up
The ethereality of the valley
The howling winds
Chase the wandering feathers
Get lost in the cascading clouds of smoke while frolicking
Or, falling into my tune...
The afterglow is not over, and the entanglement is aroused
The emptiness of the heart
Tearing up the encounter and parting
Scratch out the cracks of memory
In the dawn wind, the desolate song was grazed
Or, choking silently under the cold moon...
A song of acacia, overflowing in the valley
Poetic rhymes
Capture a little old familiar warmth
Evokes the fragrance of a flower
See me and you again in the midst of the fragrance
The sound of the willow flute, the deep love...
The flute is quiet, the rain is small
Why, to refuse
Warm embrace of the Japanese wind
A man, cleared in the cold rain
Shape only shadow single, wet shirt cicada thin...
Why, ignore it
Gentle floral surrounds
A man, standing in the boundless darkness
Looking lonely and arrogant, it is difficult to hide the loneliness...
A teenager with a piccolo in his hand
Unable to calmly clean up the troubles scattered around the ground
Prefer, full of heart in the rain soaked
Don't let people know...
The tears of Ren's youth lingered in the song
Half-acacia, can you salvage the old dream
Wish, the night is not over, the love is not over, the time is not old...
Author | Yu Tongyufei likes to read, likes music, loves all beautiful things. A quiet woman who is often accompanied by words.
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