Vision gradually blurred
But it is very clear in my heart
The lights around me are still there
Flowers are not flowers, mist is not mist
Does anyone know what it is?
Always teach people hard work
Every drama ends
who cares
Missing is like dust
Flying with the ice and snow
Late at night, after the wind stops
ashes to ashes to ashes to dust
If you can't go day and night
Why should we remember it deeply?
It is better to put this process
as understanding
I am a drop of dew in the morning
Maybe life is short
Meeting you is a kind of happiness
Why does it make me want to cry?
I am a drop of dew in the morning
I would like to turn into a teardrop
fall in your heart
Turn into beautiful notes
It's my final destination
Flying in the wind
————————————————-Tan Jing's "Morning Dew"