Spring is not like spring; Flowers will fall. Don't wait for the autumn wind; The fallen leaves have fallen. In the past, yellow flowers flourished; But my heart is cold. Today is not what it used to

Spring is not like spring; Flowers will fall. Don't wait for the autumn wind; The fallen leaves have fallen. In the past, yellow flowers flourished; But my heart is cold. Today is not what it used to be; Broken-hearted person Beauty is far away, lovesickness is bitter, and it is hard to pay. Meeting drunk is the leading edge, where the wind and rain are shaky. Why sentimental, why spoony. If flowers were sentimental, they would have withered long ago. Affection is strong, love is strong, how do you know that HongLing is wrong and the road is different? There are joys and sorrows, and there are joys and sorrows. Only by stepping through the snow in Xun Mei can we stop and look back at the past at the end of the day. It's better to forget each other than to be in the Jianghu!