Lyrics of Pan Guangyi's juvenile white

The falling flowers will never return with the flowing water

Let me taste the tears of Acacia

It's sad not to see the old man

Falling leaves is another autumn

No old people looking at the mirror

Heart also with the autumn wind quietly into the winter

Your every smile and every twinkle

You can't erase every bit

The spring breeze blowing into the dream is your taste

It's like it's still on the pillow, but I can't touch it

Missing is like running water, which can't be cut off

If we can't meet again, we'll be drunk today

It's another year for flowers to bloom and fall

But not back to the past

I can't wait for old people to show up

Taste the suffering of missing

But I still won't give up

Want to cry without tears but white youth head

The falling flowers will never return with the flowing water

Let me taste the tears of Acacia

It's sad not to see the old man

Falling leaves is another autumn

No old people looking at the mirror

Heart also with the autumn wind quietly into the winter

Your every smile and every twinkle

You can't erase every bit

The spring breeze blowing into the dream is your taste

It's like it's still on the pillow, but I can't touch it

Missing is like running water, which can't be cut off

If we can't meet again, we'll be drunk today

It's another year for flowers to bloom and fall

But not back to the past

I can't wait for old people to show up

Taste the suffering of missing

But I still won't give up

Want to cry without tears but white youth head

It's another year for flowers to bloom and fall

But not back to the past

I can't wait for old people to show up

Taste the suffering of missing

But I still won't give up

Want to cry without tears but white youth head