white light
Haunt the old dream
Flowers and water
Spring is gone
All that remains is the east wind
Peach blossom season
Chinese parasol tree
That's the love of the boudoir
Once youth is gone, it will never meet again
There is no trace in the world
Flying swallow and dancing butterfly
West to East
The eyes are full of spring, the heart is crisp
Flowers and water
Spring is gone
Only the intoxicating east wind is left
Rose like beauty
Singing like a Nightingale
All with the merciless time elapse
Ah!
Where can I find it
My old dream
All that's left is heartache
Endless pain
Once youth is gone, it will never meet again
There is no trace in the world
No news
Pomegranate red
But it was last night
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