The dust on the piano is covered with cold nights,

The wind and rain have been lonely for ten years.

Who knows that once lit the red tears candle?

Hidden love and turn into the blue waves.

Tourists dream of the distant dreams of flowers,

A few words of idle words are sent to people from afar.

The breeze can only accompany the bright moon,

Fireworks can easily cool down and disappear.
Chapter completed!