
弦,思华年。 那些年华,恍然如梦。好风如水,明眸似月。寂寞一段风景,忆来犹馨。蓦然回首处,月影水波弄情,望心事而今何如。谈笑间,一点从容,难掩破碎心。
String, the Si Hua years. In those years, come to realize a dream. Good wind such as water, bright as the moon. Lonely a landscape, the memory still. When I look back on it, make love, look how mind now. Laughing, a calm, to conceal the broken heart.