The north wind is still stirring your tenderness
When will the time of spring flowers and autumn moon come to an end
The dialect of the Western Chu Dynasty is full of farewell hands
Past and encounter
Small building in hometown
The east wind was still blowing last night
And what's left over there
It's no longer your own dream
I can't look back at the old ivy there
Sinking in the moonlight night light
Can't forget yesterday's love pain
It's hard to give up an old friend
In this city of lights
A wisp of love, a wisp of sorrow
A river of spring water takes away the sad red silk
When the moon is deep, I go to the attic alone
The legend of love is still shining in my eyes
Missing, feeling and sorrow still hurt the dream
Can't forget yesterday's love pain
It's hard to give up an old friend
In this city of lights
A wisp of love, a wisp of sorrow
A river of spring water takes away the sad red silk
When the moon is deep, I go to the attic alone
The shining eyes of love
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