Thousand miles of grass. The luxuriant flowers are everywhere, and the mountains are far away. The distant mountains are small. Pedestrians from a distance look like how many mountains there are.
If the sky has feelings, the sky will also grow old. This feeling cannot be explained. Can't say. An awakening awakens the spring dawn.
"... A Xiao..."
"... Jiuhua... When I meet Axiao, I really don't know... Who's to blame..."
Dawn shines through the window, the sun shines on the West Bridge, and the clouds sway
I miss the corners of your clothes that swayed slightly in the breeze
Wood carvings flow with gold and ripples of time
Closed seven years ago
Because I spend my whole life just for you
The rain wet my eyes
Relying on the well and looking forward to returning to the hall every year
What I'm most afraid of is that I've already torn apart two lines of tears without realizing it.
I am wandering in the world
Can't find your paradise
Put the bottle in the east and the mirror in the west, I wish I couldn't forget it
It's Qingming rain again
Send the chrysanthemum to you and sing your favorite song softly
There is a piano in the distance, so stunned and ethereal
The sound urges the sky to rain, and I tell myself what's on my mind.
The moon shadow is longing, the fireworks are heavy, the candles are red
Old dreams in the world of mortals, all dreams have become empty
The rain wet my eyes
I lean on the well every year and look forward to returning to the hall. I am most afraid that I will shed two lines of tears without realizing it.
I am wandering in the world
Can't find your paradise
Put the bottle in the east and the mirror in the west, I wish I couldn't forget it
It's Qingming rain again
Zheju is sent to you
Sing your favorite song softly
I am wandering in the world
Can't find your paradise
Put the bottle in the east and the mirror in the west, I wish I couldn't forget it
It's Qingming rain again
Zheju is sent to you
Sing your favorite song softly
——Xu Song on Qingming Rain