Lyrics of yeluoluo's Gu Meng

Old memories are like a window, which can't be closed when opened.

Who stepped on the dead branches, light sound, firefly painting screen fragrance.

For whom to gather a sleeve of fragrance, red leaf's letter paper has a long affection,

He said that he would wander and go to beautiful places like this.

Whose song is softly sung,

Whose tears flow quietly.

Those years are the past,

They nestled up to each other and said they would face the storm.

It's withered and yellow again. Maple leaves are red and covered with autumn frost.

In this dream, life is like a play,

Who else is on the stage.

The dim yellow candle light shakes, who hesitates under the red cap.

Tears of flowers and rongxitang, quietly put aside.

Memories are like silent films, which Carve every inch of old time,

He said that he would wander and go to beautiful places like this.

Whose song is softly sung,

Whose tears flow quietly.

May a pair of birds fly,

I can't catch up with you even after crying and shouting.

Another year in July and a half, the wind is cool, the setting sun is gradually low, only the shadow is long.

In this dream, the solitary oar sounds far away,

Go abroad, forget.