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The Rain of Apricot Blossoms

Lyrics:Lin Jinsong

Composer:Xu Jialiang

Sung by:The Desk Duo Murong Xiaoxiao

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The Rain of Apricot Blossoms

The Snow of Murejiang River I'm Sleepless in My Shadow

Darkly Thinking of the Old Days

Waiting for You to See the Wind and the Moon on the Broken Bridge

To be Hurting to Be Away

I'll be with you as you drop the leaves of your love thoughts in the deep courtyard

Lonely Searching

Your lost book still has a piece of writing left in it.

Lonely search

Your lost book still has a piece

Seeing words is like seeing faces

If you can't write all kinds of love in the first place

You're heartbroken, but you've grown old and empty

I remember the tearful eyes of the hand-holders looking at each other

Quietly, I choked up with a wordless voice

Who tore off the threads of love and hate, but the soul haunts the dream?

Like rain and smoke

The sky-blue lake is my love

Leaping into view

The apricot blossom rain and the snow on the Murejiang River I'm holding the shadow of sleeplessness

Darkly thinking of the old days

Waiting for you to look at the wind and moon on the Broken Bridge

Hurt

I'm with the love of the fallen leaves in the deep yard

Loneliness to search all over the place

Your lost book.

Your lost book still has a piece

Seeing words is like seeing faces

If you can't write all kinds of love in the beginning

Your heart aches, but you've grown old

I remember the tearful eyes of the people who looked at each other when they held hands

Quietly, I choked up in silence

Who tore off the threads of love and hate, but the soul haunted my dreams

Like the rain or smoke

The sky-blue lake is the only place that I can see, and it is the only place that I can see the sky. The sky-blue lake is my love

Leap into the vision

If you can't write all the love and affection in the beginning

Heartache of you, but empty old face

I remember the tearful eyes of the hand when we look at each other

Quietly a speechless choking

Who tore off the love and hate threads, but souls haunted by the dream

Rain like smoke

The sky-blue lake is the best place for me to be. The lake is my love

Leaps into view

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