Lyrics of Zhang Xin's windowsill with fallen flowers

When the petals fall to your window, it's the season of plum rain

The curtains are closed on the windowsill, but I can't see your side any more

I have a transparent, yesterday is also the season of flowers

You have pink curtains on your south facing window

I know your smiling face is hidden behind

The poems that I wrote for you, the boy who got wet for you

That time on the string is like a dream season

The boy singing on the windowsill

People have gone far, but beauty is in the heart

I have a transparent, yesterday is also the season of flowers

You have pink curtains on your south facing window

I know your smiling face is hidden behind

The poems that I wrote for you, the boy who got wet for you

That time on the string is like a dream season

The boy singing on the windowsill

People have gone far, but beauty is in the heart

The poems that I wrote for you, the boy who got wet for you

That time on the string is like a dream season

The boy singing on the windowsill

People have gone far, but beauty is in the heart

People have gone far, beautiful