Sung by: Cui Zige
The Wind Blows the Sand Butterfly Loves the Flower
A Story of a Thousand Years
Like the Moon in Water
In Love with the Flower in the Mirror
The Bamboo Fence, the Wooden Pipa
Under the Moon on the Arch Bridge
Who's Playing and Singing
The Thoughts of a Faraway Land
The year you left home with your backpack in the middle of the summer
By the Old Road, I wanted to say something, and my tears preceded it.
You left home with your bag on your back
By the side of the old road, I was in tears
I begged for a sign in the temple
I cried about my childhood sweetheart
I begged the God of Mercy to bless us
Keep guessing, guessing, guessing
And then, I read a fortune teller
It was still a fearful one
The love, love, love, love, love, love, love,
I looked at the end of the world
The love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love
The wind blows the sand and the butterfly falls in love with the flower
A thousand-year-old story
Like the moon in water
Lost in love with the flower in the mirror
The bamboo fence and the wooden pipa
Under the moon on the arch bridge
Who's playing the song and thinking of the faraway place
That midsummer
You left home with a backpack on your back.