Lyrics of Shen Miren's ancient lane

Copper rust crawls to the door and looks around

A mottled past

There is still a little melancholy

Where are the stories of old people left behind

Years over the old red brick wall

Moss stained wooden lattice window

Yellow letterhead wandering

The memory withers, the signature on the paper also withers

I walk slowly through the ancient lane in late autumn

Whose clothes are dim in the rain

Footsteps echoing on the bluestone Road

In my ear, I miss you and feel lost

I look back at the ancient lane

Long also left me alone

Who looks like the time

In the heart gently rippling

I walk slowly through the ancient lane in late autumn

Whose clothes are dim in the rain

Footsteps echoing on the bluestone Road

In my ear, I miss you and feel lost

I look back at the ancient lane

Long also left me alone

Who looks like the time

In the heart gently rippling

Rain and fog stop to bid farewell to the ancient lane

The night wind is still cool

Look up at the glow in the sky

Suddenly like a dream