Last night's light rain hasn't stopped, you have a pale complexion
The singing in the forest behind the house is wonderful
The birds are busy having a meeting
The early morning grass is wet
I know that it rained all night last night
A gentle spring breeze blows
The willow tree by the pond smiles welcomingly
A sudden gust of wind
The wind ruffled a pool of spring water
You have a pale complexion
Your tear drops have not faded
You are telling a sad story from last night
Men are not supposed to shed tears easily
It's just that you haven't reached the point of sorrow
There are some things you can't tell
The wind doesn't understand
The rain doesn't understand
The birds don't understand
How many nights have you tossed and turned in the middle of the night
After waking up, you have tears on your face
Roar to the sky, do you want to cry out to heaven
Are all people's hearts made of flesh?
The vast sea of people
Where to find true love
There is a beautiful flower
It was once so beautiful
Many people have picked it
The wheels of time roll on and on
Leaving traces of broken branches and fallen leaves
Tell me, don't regret wearing golden clothes
Tell me, cherish your youth
Wait until the flower is in full bloom before picking it
Don't wait until the flowers are gone to pick the branches
