A Cup of Wine and a Verse

Just now, the wind stirred without warning

Petals fell to the ground with the breeze

I saw such a beautiful shower of cherry blossoms

I breathe in the fragrance of tea

Hum an old melody

If you were here, you'd surely be overjoyed

Most of my talking to myself

Is just to comfort my heart

Perhaps you listen to every word

Theme: As if turning congratulations into a ringtone, I still hope you'll give me your applause