Past

Under the light Holding an old gray photo Laughing bitterly tiny little person has become a thing of the past Wind, gentle wind Please take me back to the past Wait for me to see the beginning of summer and the fall of autumn A fleeting moment Say goodbye again Wind, strong wind Why do you never come back once you leave? I have seen all the worldly things Time flies The past sinks into the vast sea when did you wake up why are you sad Your smile when you are happy The sorrow when you are troubled Brew into the bright moon wine How many lifetimes of drunkenness are enough? Under the light Holding an old gray photo Laughing bitterly It turns out tiny little person Already left