broken fireworks

"The drizzle is falling, the smoke is misty and slightly drunk, who is drunk? The spring wind is blowing, the mountain road is heavy and misty, and the catkins are flying, the branches spit out new stamens, fireworks are broken, and the lovesickness is parting. Looking back at China Film, you and I were once in a dream, still as pure as glass, another year in the spring flower season, drifting with the wind without a trace, time hastily left to find, it is difficult to continue the bond of the previous life, little love for the past, I spun slowly and you played the piano and whispered Now, I re-sing this song, but there is no you. Don’t sigh. I’ll dance another song. You’re lost in love. It’s a pity to be drunk in a glass of beauty. It’s a pity to be drunk. The butterfly flies away to look for the lovesickness of the past century. In this feeling, I can look back to the past, I spun and spun slowly You played the piano and hummed to this day, singing this song again, but you are gone Don't sigh, let me dance again, you are confused and lost in memory, what a beautiful day it is, it's a pity that the time is gone , I don’t know where the time is wrong today, where will my heart go tomorrow, and the cycle of reincarnation is only for you in March Rain, I remember you with countless strands..." —————— "March Rain" Luo Tianyi