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
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