The drizzle is falling, the breeze is swaying, with the infatuated love;
The bright snow falls and the Yellow River becomes turbid, leaving him unfeeling and heartbroken;
Put it down, sword in hand, I am willing;
Recalled, the feelings in my heart, the thorn of fate
Why do you want to be alone, you are on the other side of the world;
How can you express your deep love for me in just a few words...
Write as much as you can and don't pursue any wish;
I think of your face again, day and night, the long road of life;
Every moment, I see tenderness in your eyes;
Destiny in this life will continue in the next life, love is what it is, life and death are promised;
If I have you by my side, I will not envy the mandarin ducks or immortals...
I've been crazy about this song lately, and all I can see in front of me is the red-pointed world, and all living beings are so beautiful. It seems that I am proud of the world, happy with my grudges, flying between heaven and earth with a pot of wine among flowers, so I wrote this article, hoping not to have too many bricks. . . .