Spring flowers bloom and autumn wind
and the setting sun in winter
melancholy youth
I once thought so ignorantly
Windmills in the song of the four seasons
It circulates every day
In the poems of romantic romance
I am growing every year
The story of running water taking away time
changed a person
That's when I was sentimental for the first time
Waiting for youth
Yellowed photo ancient letter
and faded Christmas cards.
The song I wrote for you when I was young
I'm afraid you have forgotten it a long time ago
past vows
Just like the colorful bookmarks in the textbook
How many beautiful poems are engraved
But it's just a burst of smoke after all
The story of running water taking away time
Changed two people
That's when I was sentimental for the first time
tearful youth
The distant journey and yesterday's dream
and far away laughter
Meet us again
How many journeys have we gone through?
I am no longer the familiar me in the past
With old fever dreams
It's not the familiar you from the past
With still a smile
The story of running water taking away time
changed us
That's when I was sentimental for the first time
memories of youth
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