Han Baoyi
A spring breeze blows in the winter night, and the stagnant water at the bottom of my heart fluctuates
Although the warm moment disappeared, who can forget the lost dream
You leave me a poem of spring, but you teach me how to spend Spring lonely every year
I didn't mention your name until I was a bride
But fate's preference for making fun of us made us meet by accident
We only light greeting, how much sweet bitterness
Disappointment and pain in silence
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