Spring love

Spring night
Apricot, peach blossoming; reminding dew
My blooming soul
Your love is higher and higher
The two of us are far away
Find each other quietly
Ten years
Twenty years
I think that I could forgot
Turned out love is tied rope
Cut off love, love was connected
Cut off missing, itself was connected
Cut off memories, themselves were been sprouted
My darling, is there any yellow moon but not waning moon?
Is there any love that could not be missed forever?
So I made a strange wind
Just passed through your life so like that
And fly away for thousands of centuries
Being sad forever so that could be flooded in the sky.