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The scrolls by the gazebo
The scroll by the gazebo, it’s being written down like the water flows.
Door blow the moonlight in, my heart delicates as your little steps break.
Occupied but not flustered, then a thousand-year monument
could barely inscribe your beauty.
If the piece ends, who could I give heart to?
Pastoral flute blew, a couple more wines and appetizers on the table,
Rest of the sunset sky, it’s for your shyness which is like the wine
Easy to re-inscribe it, hard to let go the fragrance of China ink,
Reserved the fragrance and you,
Red lines have circled the words, what they are meaning to?
Time doesn’t matter, I’ll write down a scroll for your response,
Wave the brush ending it once, thousands waves roll up by the way.
How could I resolve the love?, there is no way to start the scroll,
Then the only thing I need is your answer with your life.
Time doesn’t matter, I’ll write down a scroll for your response,
Wave the brush ending it once, thousands waves roll up by the way.
How could I resolve the love?, there is no way to start the scroll,
Then the only thing I need is your answer with your life.
Time doesn’t matter, I’ll write down a scroll for your response,
[Skip it]
Wave the brush ending it once, thousands waves roll up by the way.
How could I resolve the love?, there is no way to start the scroll,
I need, your answer with your life.
Time in a hand snap, suddenly a dynasty has passed away.
In the quartzite street, with your glance back you’re shy.
Did you finally regret for it? You shake your head and sigh,
Who would make you knit the eyebrow?
Stay alone in the room, leaving only the fragrance of your make-up?
As I go back hometown, having a glance back you’re sobbing
Scoop the moon down, how you could sleep missing the memories inside?
How could it be possible, that your mind has been into the embroidered shoes?
Needle down telling the bitterness,
If the flower blames to the butterfly, who will you blame to?
Time doesn’t matter, I’ll write down a scroll for your response,
Wave the brush ending it once, thousands waves roll up by the way.
How could I resolve the love?, there is no way to start the scroll,
Then the only thing I need is your answer with your life.
Time doesn’t matter, I’ll write down a scroll for your response,
Writing it by hand without regrets, ignoring all the things in this world
Rain hits heavily the leaves, making sound for the several nights,
I’m waiting for the thunder of the spring, to remind you who you should love.
儒軒 吳✕
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