Under the starry sky, the stars are scattered, and the moon is dim; the heart is weeping and sad, laughing bitterly, no one tells his heart, and the lonely heart rings. Who will sing the love song that is not old? The soul drifted far away. Cold rain drenched the wings of dreams, cold wind beating the heart of missing, a cup of bitter wine drunk lonely soul awakened boundless sadness. Time flows like water and feelings like wind. The first time I met him, the emotion affected by the past emotion; the first time I met him, I felt that he should not be melancholy; the first time I...