The moonlight outside the eaves penetrated through the window
A bright light on the river
The night is cool, the post road is fragrant with osmanthus
Just like simple and elegant light make-up, lingering fragrance
Xiaoxiangyue, who is playing melodious piano
Dreams of hometown stories are far away
The wind wakes when it crosses the river at night, and the wind chimes jingle
On the stone slab of Qingshi lane, I borrow the moonlight to make a pair
The breeze makes the lake sway slightly
My mind is rippling like moonlight
How to hide the homesickness of Weiyang
Gazing at the night is brought into euphemism
Xiaoxiangyue, who is playing melodious piano
I clear my throat and sing my hometown
Moonlight climbs the old wall to warm the green tile house in hometown
3000 pieces of rice paper in a bundle
Xiaoxiangyue, who is playing melodious piano
And I don't look back at you
The tea soup turned thick and light, and gradually cooled in the night
I stood and sighed that moonlight was not my hometown
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