At midnight, the faint lilac flowers bloom, at midnight, the red shoes dance for you.
Although it is midnight, I still step on the moonlight and dance gracefully in red shoes, just to wait for your arrival. A quiet path, I am at the end of the road, toward the direction you came from, spinning my red dancing shoes, dancing for you in the cool midnight moonlight. The faint and sad lilac flowers will stay with me here, waiting for you.
I like to dance for you at this midnight. When I gazed at you lovingly for the first time, the smile on the corner of your mouth was like the March sunshine, warmly brushing my face.
I like to dance for you at this midnight. When I listened to your voice for the first time, your heartfelt words were like a mountain stream, gurgling through my heart.
I like to dance for you at this midnight. When I first thought of you, did you also think of me?
From then on, I fell into the lonely world wearing red dancing shoes. Gently, the red shoes take me to dance into your space.
Where is the gentle and lingering nocturne floating affectionately? Is there a sad longing hidden in the melody of the nocturne? Also tells a beautiful fairy tale?
Where does the path filled with the fragrance of flowers lead to? Is there a pair of red shoes dancing for you at the end of the flower path? Is there a beautiful woman waiting for you?
Although the music in your space is not sung for me, I am still willing to sing for you.
Although the flowers on both sides of the path do not bloom for me, I am still willing to turn into a butterfly and dance for you.
The red dancing shoes are walking through your chic words, and the faint fragrance of ink is soaked in your talent. The enlightened life, the witty humor, and the noble quality of persistent pursuit of faith are like the clear spring that washes away the dust of red dancing shoes.
The smart red dancing shoes painted a Jiangnan ink painting for you on the spot. When the mist and rain in the south of the Yangtze River are hazy, your elegant figure will be waiting for your beloved beauty in the mist and rain. But at that time, I wonder if you were excited or heartbroken?
The melodious music sounded, and all kinds of longings wrapped around my lonely red dancing shoes. It jumps, it soars, it rotates, dancing for you on the flower path in your space, dancing as charmingly as possible, dancing as enchantingly as possible, dancing alone in lovesickness all the way,
Can you compose another midnight love song for me? Let the intoxicating love songs be dyed with longing, so that when I arrive wearing red dancing shoes, I can step on the harmonious beats and sing the songs of the four seasons, and dance until the dusk of March in the world of mortals, without any intention of staying in spring.
Can you create another path for me? Let both sides of the path be filled with light lilac flowers, so that when I come wearing red dancing shoes, I can step on the lilac petals and dance to you "Neon Clothes and Feathers". Let the eternal love song dance before your eyes, and let me gaze deeply into your intoxicating eyes. I wonder if there are peach blossoms blooming in your eyes, and the red pink reflects the green bamboo?
I have written a gorgeous chapter for you, and the childish brushstrokes shake off the moonlight all over the floor.
I have painted a beautiful picture for you, and my clumsy brush has blurred the misty rain in the city.
I have sung a pure song for you, and my clear voice stirred up a pool of spring water.
I have danced a sad dance for you, and the faded dance shoes turn the desolation of a lifetime.
Sing for you, dance for you.
At midnight, the faint lilac flowers bloom, and the midnight red shoes dance for you.
My dear, please remember that at midnight, on the path full of lilacs, I danced in red shoes to wait for your arrival. At midnight, the red shoes were for you. dance!