Lyrics of hongpian by Luo Tianyi

Layers of snow waves paper, lines of fly head words.

A thousand words without a word, the pen and ink are empty.

If you want to write, your heart is heavy and your heart is burning. A thousand words do not fall a word, sentimental waste of poetry.

There are so many people, but the characters have written 100000 words.

We know each other in a hundred thousand words. Why is it too late.

If it's time to open your mouth and complain about your feelings when you live and die together with half a book.

The pen is dry and the ink is dry. Only here can I dare to call your name.

Layers of snow waves paper, lines of fly head words.

A thousand words without a word, the pen and ink are empty.

If you want to write, your heart is heavy and your heart is burning. A thousand words do not fall a word, sentimental waste of poetry.

There are so many characters in the world, but they have written 100000 words.

And a hundred thousand words to know each other, only a short year, the sun and the moon.

With half a book to live and die together, I still don't feel it's time to speak.

Pen dry ink has run out of talent, hard to shout your name.

Call your name with all your strength.