Old you became a picture forever.
I kowtowed beside your bed on that anniversary.
I tried my best not to let the tears out.
That is miss, a painful paper of Jiangnan.
All of you in my eyes.
On street, all of old people take for your appearance.
Can you come back and teach me how to stop missing?
Let your gist show again by me.
Your shadow was planted in my heart.
You are my maintain old rivers and mountains.
From this time, that bright moon and starlight of the Mid-Autumn night.
Walk alone, along the road you once lead me.
I don't know when I can stop missing you.
Lifetime like lotus, you are my forever paint miss.
Poetry love of thorought bone drip over petal.
You seem still through in ink like gentle water.
(翻译自诗歌——眼里盛的全是你)
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