Riding on the flowers
Drops of rain fall until dawn, candlelight and wild fires are endless
The camellia flowers in the courtyard are particularly fragrant. The two of them are alone under the fence. How can they not be sad?
The road is ordinary, the breeze passes through the hall, and the sound of the piano is melodious
The years are long, the moonlight is slightly cool, dancing through the vicissitudes of life
The flowers fall in the vast distance, leaving only their fragrance. I know your deep love for you. The flowers make wine. On the windy and rainy road, may everything be well in the future.
The flowers are falling all over the old city, knowing that I am melancholy. The vast blue sky is full of flowers, and the buildings are empty after people leave.
Looking again and again on the stage of reincarnation. We will not see each other in the next life. We turn around and burst into tears.