The September wind falls, and the lonely leaf is like an old bookmark
Caught in the cycle of seasons, you gave me that photo
Still placed in front of the bed, with an innocent, melancholy and sentimental face
The past that was full of shyness still turned into a mulberry field
We were young and young at that time
Gently hold your little hand, and your heart will ripple
Transparent and clear feelings, under the sunlight
Glowing with colorful light, those fragments of memories
Do you still hold it in your heart today, many years later?
Thinking of the happiness at that time, will there be tears in the corners of your eyes?
Still say one thing, I don't regret it
When we meet by chance on the street corner, do you have the courage to say hello with a smile?
A gentle greeting, how are you...
Why can I only talk to you all night...