Your tears are weak and hurt
The pale moon crescents hook the past
The night is too long and it condenses into frost
Who is in the attic, cold and desperate?
The rain plays gently, the vermilion window
My whole life is on paper, blown by the wind
Dreams turn into a wisp of incense in the distance
Let the wind blow away your appearance
The chrysanthemums are broken and the ground is covered with wounds.
Your smile has turned yellow
Flowers fall and people are heartbroken, but my thoughts flow quietly
The north wind is chaotic and the night is still young
Your shadow keeps cutting
Leave me alone in pairs on the lake
The flowers have gone to night, falling brilliantly
Unfortunate fate in this withered world
Sad, don't cross the river, autumn heart will be split in two
I'm afraid you won't be able to get to the shore and will be shaken for the rest of your life.
Whose country, the sound of horse hooves is crazy?
The military uniform I wear is howling through the vicissitudes of life
The sky is slightly bright and you sigh softly
A night of melancholy is so euphemistic
The chrysanthemums are broken and the ground is covered with wounds.
Your smile has turned yellow
Flowers fall and people are heartbroken, my thoughts lie quietly
The north wind is chaotic and the night is still young
Your shadow keeps cutting
Leave me alone in pairs on the lake
Note: Source of lyrics: Jay Chou's "Chrysanthemum Terrace" Lyrics: Fang Wenshan
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