A sadness of separation stands alone at the window I'll pretend you haven't left behind the door The old place is lonelier than the full moon The candle that wakes up in the middle of the night can't bear to scold me A pot of water wanders all over the world, but it's hard to get into your throat After you left, the wine was warm, the memories were thin Water flows eastward. How can time be stolen Flowers mature once, but I miss them Who is playing a piece of "east wind br...

A sadness of separation stands alone at the window I'll pretend you haven't left behind the door The old place is lonelier than the full moon The candle that wakes up in the middle of the night can't bear to scold me A pot of water wanders all over the world, but it's hard to get into your throat After you left, the wine was warm, the memories were thin Water flows eastward. How can time be stolen Flowers mature once, but I miss them Who is playing a piece of "east wind br...

I heard that peace usually comes after war Why do you see my father beating my mother all the time He can take it out on my mom just because he's drunk I really can't look down on it. I think I'm a little man From childhood to adulthood, only mother's warmth Why is my father so fierce If I really have a pair of wings Two pairs of wings ready to go I'll take my mother away secretly The family that used to educate others Other people's fathers, all kinds of violent...

I heard that peace usually comes after war Why do you see my father beating my mother all the time He can take it out on my mom just because he's drunk I really can't look down on it. I think I'm a little man From childhood to adulthood, only mother's warmth Why is my father so fierce If I really have a pair of wings Two pairs of wings ready to go I'll take my mother away secretly The family that used to educate others Other people's fathers, all kinds of violent...

Hold a small paper umbrella. Sighing marriage is too tactful. Rain falls and fog falls. Ask where the world is, whoa, whoa. Ah, the midnight flute is broken. Sneak through the window Candlestick before. I was thinking The sampan rowed and rowed. A small paper umbrella keeps out the rain and the moonlight. The poplar shadow is stretched. Like I miss you forever. Originally, I was never used to it. You are no longer with me. The iron gate of the street was pulled up. Only the neon lights on the...

Hold a small paper umbrella. Sighing marriage is too tactful. Rain falls and fog falls. Ask where the world is, whoa, whoa. Ah, the midnight flute is broken. Sneak through the window Candlestick before. I was thinking The sampan rowed and rowed. A small paper umbrella keeps out the rain and the moonlight. The poplar shadow is stretched. Like I miss you forever. Originally, I was never used to it. You are no longer with me. The iron gate of the street was pulled up. Only the neon lights on the...