The winter night is dark
Baiyun doesn't know where she went.
The stars that have just appeared
Blink in surprise
It's like teasing my heart.
My hope is the plum blossom.
Wait for the dawn with me
The north wind has stopped.
The fallen leaves no longer flutter.
The past was the era of justice and justice.
The weather is getting colder and colder and the memory is broken.
The days are tossing and turning in the ups and downs
Luggage, no longer care about its fullness and emptiness
At this moment, what is squeezed out is the overbearing of youth.
The vicissitudes of life are written on my face.