The flowers in spring, the wind in autumn and the setting sun in winter
Melancholy youth, young I used to think so ignorant
Windmill in the four seasons reincarnation song, it flows every day
In the romantic poetry, I grow up year by year
The story that running water takes away time changes a person
In the sentimental youth waiting for the first time
Yellow photos, old letters and faded Christmas cards
I'm afraid you've forgotten the song you wrote when you were young
The past oath is like the colorful bookmark in the textbook
How many beautiful poems are carved, but after all, they are a puff of smoke
The story that water takes away time changes two people
In that sentimental and the first tears of youth
Distant journey, yesterday's dream and distant laughter
How many miles have we gone through to meet again
No longer familiar, you have old fanatical dreams
It's not the old familiar, I still have a smile
The story that running water takes away time has changed us
In the sentimental and first memories of youth
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