Please don't let go of my hand.

These are Chinese lyrics:

Familiar old movies don't need to be remembered with warmth and sadness. Can you say goodbye to regrets and your clips? The problem is that there is gathering and a little starlight. Shuang Yi's young eyes are flashing. I hope everyone will watch the starlight with you. Although I live in a different place, I moved to the nearest place to you. You must hear my call. Don't be afraid of the dark. You don't need tears to keep warm. You are not alone. Just like a familiar old movie, it will never forget to bring warmth and sadness. Can you say goodbye to regret? Short, not short, there will be scattered starlight-Shuang Yi's young eyes are flashing, and hope and sadness are the same. Although I live in a different place, I moved to the nearest place to you. You must hear my call. Don't be afraid of the dark. You don't need tears to keep warm. You are not alone in watching the starlight reflecting our past. It is mixed with rosin, which is as warm as snow, to seal up the unfinished hope. Although I live in a different place, I moved to the nearest place to you. You must hear my call. Only darkness can see the light. You are not