The lyrics of "waiting for words in boudoir" by Xuanyuan

It's hard.

It's like three months without you.

Waiting for words in the boudoir

Green plums are falling

One by one

The autumn wind is blowing

Inch by inch

Yuji is cool and cool

The bone chilling winter

Thin sleeves, haggard face

The days are getting shorter

Every minute is dark

Go slowly

Day by day

My heart is cool and cool

Keep the cold

A message from a distant goose

What mountain have you crossed

Think and think and come back sweet scented osmanthus

Guess, read, where are you going

The moon came into my room

What mountain have you crossed

Think and think and come back

Guess and read where you're going

Pillow Acacia chasing leaping mountains around you

The delicate emotion between the woman to be married and her lover. Looking forward to the return of the lover, the coyness and shyness of marriage, Acacia and love

Overlooking the lover's place, through the severe frost of autumn and winter, I received a letter "Jianjia" and a letter "Zijin" to describe one day

Finally, on the day of great joy, the bitterness of waiting and the feeling of happiness are intertwined.

May men and women in this world be able to keep the cold, endure loneliness and live up to their love.

In the process of waiting, maybe one has to go through a lot of sufferings, such as grievances, suffering, diseases and accidents,

But if you have faith, you can keep the clouds open and see the moon.

Reeds and reeds

Read every word

My heart is carefree

In a moment

Look pale, pale

It's a light cough

I'm sick and I'm tired

I love you

One frown and one smile

Red candle dancing

A little bit around

My heart bumps and bumps

A light shame

The window pasted with the word "happy red"

What mountain have you crossed

Think and think and come back sweet scented osmanthus

Guess, read, where are you going

The moon came into my room

What mountain have you crossed

Think and think and come back

Guess and read where you're going

Pillow Acacia chasing leaping mountains

What mountain have you crossed

Think and think and come back sweet scented osmanthus

Guess, read and think about where you are

Listen to Guisheng to make up

What bridge have you crossed

Think and think and come back

Guess and read the scene along your way

Only envy Yuanyang, not Xianxian