Lyrics of a wisp of Acacia by Zhang Delan

The red remains, the green leaves, the river water for thousands of years, the deep sea of fish and the wild geese, the heart of the heart of the dark fear.

Do you remember how you picked up the flowers in a hurry but didn't want me to go.

The boudoir is empty, Acacia has tears, and sighs to jinghuairen,

Every night I wake up from my dream, Fang's heart is broken. When will spring come back, and then I'll be with you.

The red remains, the green leaves, the river water for thousands of years, the deep sea of fish and the wild geese, the heart of the heart of the dark fear.

Do you remember how you picked up the flowers in a hurry but didn't want me to go.

The boudoir is empty, Acacia has tears, and sighs to jinghuairen,

Every night I wake up from my dream, Fang's heart is broken. When will spring come back, and then I'll be with you.

The boudoir is empty, Acacia has tears, and sighs to jinghuairen,

Every night I wake up from my dream, Fang's heart is broken. When will spring come back, and then I'll be with you.