Annoying waiting, love and hate,

Since ancient times, life has always hated water and the East.

Swear not to get hurt, get drunk alone,

Looking down at you in the cup,

I hope you will appear in front of me,

Reach out and touch you and your dreams.

Emerge in front of your eyes, your voice,

Once a promise is made, the tone is like a bright moon swinging in the autumn sky.

Let my heart guard the lingering life for you.

Last night, you appeared again, clear and hazy,

How far is it from me and how close it is!

Kiss you gently, only in dreams. ......