Holding his hand, smiling eyes,
The wind blows all the flowers, amazing dreams,
When I wake up from the dream, things have changed and people have changed.
Looking out the west window, the moonlight is cold, and it is difficult to sleep alone.
Tears fall silently, causing lovesickness in vain,
I wanted to raise the case to raise eyebrows, but the dream has passed.
It is said that the world is sighing, and there is a rustle,
How many beauties are haggard, how much lovesickness is broken, you will be intoxicated for three lifetimes.
There is no way to save it, the ground is red and green.