Lyrics of the book of time by situ Lanfang

A dandelion blowing your wish

I read the world's articles with poetry books in my hands

The journey of wind and the distance of rain

Flying my great dream

That thin chrysanthemum is what you look like

Any missing yellow, any lonely frost

The silent courtyard is deep at night

Withered your little melancholy

I can't understand the cold window for ten years. Time is in a hurry

Upstream is fish, not time

Dandelions can no longer form umbrellas

I can't hold your hand any more

I can't understand the cold window for ten years. Time is in a hurry

Dream in the distance into a lifetime

There is a heartbroken man by the ancient road at sunset

I go back to my hometown, and you are no longer with me

That thin chrysanthemum is what you look like

Any missing yellow, any lonely frost

The silent courtyard is deep at night

Withered your little melancholy

I can't understand the cold window for ten years. Time is in a hurry

Upstream is fish, not time

Dandelions can no longer form umbrellas

I can't hold your hand any more

I can't understand the cold window for ten years. Time is in a hurry

Dream in the distance into a lifetime

There is a heartbroken man by the ancient road at sunset

You are not at my hometown

I can't understand the cold window for ten years. Time is in a hurry

Dream in the distance into a lifetime

There is a man in the sunset

I go back to my hometown, and you are no longer with me

I go back to my hometown, and you are no longer with me