Lyrics of a Han's Yanyu in the south of the Yangtze River

Looking back at the past fireworks

A sigh

A layer of thinking is far away

Flowers bloom again, dreams full of tears

Solitary shadow under the moon playing discrete music

Time flies and the wind returns

Flowers are falling all over the ground

The mood of parting is always sad

Light a lamp and listen to the flute

The drama is as low as a stranger

The indelible trace of Jiangnan misty rain painting

Residual fragrance ten miles sad, cold alone

The rain is pattering

I can't wait for you by the lake

The shouts became empty in despair

Endless thoughts on the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River

Keep a hand in hand with each other

But now I'm here

How many sections of dusk rain past

Later plays are full of memories with you

Time flies and the wind returns

Flowers are falling all over the ground

The mood of parting is always sad

Light a lamp and listen to the flute

Life is like a play, still a person weeping

The trace of painting in the south of the Yangtze River

Residual fragrance ten miles sad, cold alone

The rain is pattering

I can't wait for you by the lake

The shouts became empty in despair

Endless thoughts on the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River

Keep a hand in hand with each other

But now I'm here

How many sections of dusk rain past

Later plays are full of memories with you

But now I'm here

How many sections of dusk rain past

Later plays are full of memories with you