The lyrics say, "face north, miss you, and wait in the bronze mirror for the morning to languish." This can be seen. I think I miss her late husband. Generally speaking, a woman, a middle-aged dead husband, cuts window grilles at night, thinks of her dead husband and worries about her white hair. Think of the love in those days, "This life is prosperous, empty, dusty, love and hate, rootless, duckweed is weathered in name only, I retire and dream, whoever wakes up will sigh the name of the whole city", and then think of now that they are separated by life and death, they can't help but "face the north, miss you, wait for the bronze mirror in the morning, worry about Emei as a neighbor, and cry at midnight". I feel sad and lonely at night. The whole word is to express her yearning for her dead husband and her loneliness and sadness.
Sandalwood leads window grilles through the window lattice.
Dark night near paper-cut memory silhouette
I can see my temples through my gray hair.
The story is rugged and unfortunate.
Ruyi screen is quiet and deserted.
Beifengxing ancient road and an ancient pavilion
This life is prosperous and empty, the world of mortals loves and hates rootless duckweed weathering, and I exist in name only.
Dreaming makes you half asleep.
Who is unlucky to sigh in the name of the whole city?
I was a little drunk, and I remembered that you were in the north.
Waiting for the morning to languish in the bronze mirror.
Sandalwood leads window grilles through the window lattice.
Dark night near paper-cut memory silhouette
I can see my temples through my gray hair.
The story is rugged and unfortunate.
I'm worried about my neighbors.
Tears in the middle of the night, don't believe it
Iraqi people enter the forest with heavy autumn colors, and their marriage is like fallen leaves. I have looked for it in my last life.
Dreaming makes you half asleep.
Who listens to my heart?
Overtone disorders used to
Silk and bamboo are light and sad.
Dreaming makes you half asleep.
Who is unlucky to sigh in the name of the whole city?
I was a little drunk, and I remembered that you were in the north.
Waiting for the morning to languish in the bronze mirror.
Dreaming makes you half asleep.
Who listens to my heart?
Out-of-string disorder used to be
Silk and bamboo are light and sad.