Promises always appear in silent nights,
At my most unguarded moments,
Take a drink of the strongest liquor,
Then, tears fall like rain.
On silent streets, I am deaf in both ears,
In a perfectly beautiful posture,
Nonchalantly listening.
Collecting some warmth by the burning fireplace,
Your faint smile,
Memories frozen after I turn away.
Dear, zzfhhxy369_Baidu Space, spring has come,
I must dress myself up in this season,
Pick a rose petal for me,
Just one is needed.
I want to say that I know this day, February 14th,
The sun covers all the details,
A beautifully dressed bride,
Waiting for the clock to strike for departure.
All worries are revealed beyond words,
Burning the temperature of a drop of water,
Vividly clear.
You said,
The moonlight tonight is wonderful,
Before this,
I was waiting for you,
Emerging from the depths of the mist,
The lotus in the pool has bloomed,
Faintly,
Reflecting on the water surface.
Place your hand in mine,
A delicate softness,
This hand should be
Placed on the piano keys,
In a dancing posture,
To pluck the zhong ruan (a traditional Chinese instrument).
Through the night's color,
Your long eyelashes flutter.
I transform my arms
Into a pair of wings,
Guarding them into a form of warmth.
In my embrace,
You said,
The moonlight tonight is truly wonderful.