I dreamed of a lonely pillow on the blue bridge in my early night, and my heart and soul flew thousands of miles.

A beautiful woman flies together with swallows, and only when she wakes up will she realize her hometown.

I am traveling around the world but I don’t know how to return, and I feel sad and sad in the boudoir.

The red leaves fall again and feel sad, and the youth is not in vain.
Chapter completed!