Am I drunk?

Drunk yesterday,

Yesterday's moon was bright and round,

You are very close to me, you are very close,

I just felt very warm, very warm.

The intersection of encounters,

Far from memory,

Rusty spots,

A smile that I haven't seen in a long time,

hugged each other,

Feel warm.

I remember that year when the flowers bloomed,

Colorful in your and my youth,

Remember that meter of sunshine,

Brilliant in your and my pupils.

And your little naughty,

Your little tricks,

What you yelled at me,

The song you sang.

The breeze is just right,

Blowing through the fields of spring,

Waves into a green sea,

Primitive villages,

The laughter that sprinkled all over the ground,

The blue sky with a shy face,

Stop in the middle of our frolic.

Flood of pleasure,

Sandwiched by the pure morning light,

Subverted the black sea of bitterness.

Pink dreams,

Dancing in yesterday,

Light up the hearts that contain glowing fireflies.

Even if the separation begins to be nostalgic,

also a smiling gesture,

Meet life's challenges.

No one will be with you forever,

So you have to treat yourselves well,

With a happy back,

Come and reassure those who love you.

Am I awake?

Wake up tonight on a moonlit night,

The wind gently held my hand,

Say goodbye to yesterday,

Set off to a loving distance!

Friend

If there is fate,

We will be in a place where there is light,

Meet again,

Spend the full moon and the vast sea of stars again.

"Tears and Lotus Dyeing" Volume 1: Unheard of the Flower Name The Eighth Tear The Moon Awakening in My Dream is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

Once the content is updated, please refresh the page again to get the latest updates!