To the south of the Yangtze River, the weeping willows and the streets recall separation. What can I do? What can I do?
Whose eyes were drunk by that blue dress? Have you ever remembered that we are no longer old friends?
That mysterious dress captivated someone's heart. It's hard to remember that person is far away.
The man sighed softly and lightly parted his lips: "The word love is the most misleading. I am not going to die, but I gave up my heart for this word..."
The old friend chuckled lightly and opened his thin lips: "The word love cannot be understood or understood. I had no intention, but I lost my heart because of this word..."
With furrowed eyebrows, Bronze Mirror sighed, when you are no longer you, where will I go?