Lyrics of Han Zhenzhen's "singing softly"

If it wasn't for that cup of soup

How could I look again

The wind trembles like your neon clothes

And I know it's all fantasy

If it wasn't for the moon, I would go to the West Tower

How can I be filled with desolation

Now miss over the wall

What about those who can be left behind

It's empty and wild here

Lonely can't climb the window of dawn

A melodious song floating without direction

I want to tell you what's on my mind

Let alone falling flowers and running water

I just want to sing softly

There are no vicissitudes in the world

Sleeve but also treasure you sink the fragrance

Now people are hesitating when they go to the building

I can only sing softly

If love is cold plum proud of wind and frost

Let me in the line of poetry alone melancholy

The lines in the melancholy sentence alone

The lines of the poem are melancholy alone