You are like the bright moon and I am like fog. The fog disappears with the moon and leaves dew in the sky. The sense of fate makes her miss you as soon as you look back.
The oath in my ears is like yesterday, and today's yellow flowers are like in my dream. I miss you endlessly and remember the reunion. My soul will follow him and I will never regret it.
It turns out that we were separated by music. How could we meet again in another world? It's just because love can see through time and space and is engraved in the eyes of my heart.
Even though the journey is long and difficult, the heart of the old friend is no longer there. We are willing to work hard all our lives, just to enjoy you today.
Recalling those days, Qing was like a mandarin duck to her. The number of injuries increased, but she was no match for Qing's heart.
Looking at today, my old heart feels like a piece of cake. Even if I die, I still taste the wrong love in my previous life.
Yesterday it was like sighing and making me sad, now it seems like the dust and sand have passed away. When the moon passes and there is a shadow under the clouds, I know that the long night's dream is not true.
The rouge of old makeup is reflected, the wish is coming, the candle is swaying in the gilded room, and the red tent is drunk with shame.