A visit to Zhang Qingfang

That year we came to the top of a small mountain

The top of the mountain with thick rain

You fly into spring

We go into a poem with deep intention

You say I'm like a poetic raindrop floating on your beauty

Ah, I've been drunk several times. I've been drunk several times

That year we came to the top of a small mountain

The top of the mountain with thick rain

You fly into spring

We go into a poem with deep intention

You say I'm like a poetic raindrop floating on your beauty

Ah, I've been drunk several times. I've been drunk several times

~music~

That year we came to the top of a small mountain

The top of the mountain with thick rain

You fly into spring

We go into a poem with deep intention

You say I'm like a poetic raindrop floating on your beauty

Ah, I've been drunk several times. I've been drunk several times

That year we came to the top of a small mountain

The top of the mountain with thick rain

You fly into spring

We go into a poem with deep intention

You say I'm like a poetic raindrop floating on your beauty

Ah, I've been drunk several times. I've been drunk several times

~music~

This year I come to your door again

You just use soft black eyes

I'm sorry, but there is no spring in this season

Ah, ah~~~~~~