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1. Nostalgia - Yu Guangzhong

When I was a child

Nostalgia was a small stamp

I was at this end

Mother was at that end

After I grew up

Nostalgia was a narrow boat ticket

I was at this end<

The bride is at that end

Later

Nostalgia is a short grave

I'm on the outside

Mother is on the inside

And now

Nostalgia is a shallow strait

I'm at this end

Mainland is at the other end

2. A Blossoming Tree --Xi Murong

How can you meet me

In my most beautiful moment for this

I have been begging in front of the Buddha for five hundred years

Begging it to let us have an earthly relationship

The Buddha then transformed me into a tree

Growing by the side of the road where you must pass by

Deliberate in the sunshine, I will not let you go, I will not let you go.

Discreetly blooming in the sunlight

Each one of them is the hope I had in my past life

When you approach, please listen carefully

The trembling leaves are the passion I waited for

And you finally walked by ignoring it

And behind you fell a whole lot of

Friends, that's not the petals of a flower

My withered heart

This is a tree, which is a tree, which is a tree, which is a tree. 3, "Rainy Lane" -- Dai Wangshu

Holding an oil-paper umbrella, alone

wandering in the long, long

and lonely rainy lane,

I hope to meet

a lilac-like

with a sad girl.

She has the color of lilacs,

the fragrance of lilacs,

the sadness of lilacs,

sadness in the rain,

sadness and wandering;

She wanders in the lonely rainy alleys,

with an umbrella in her hand

like me,

like me,

and I hope to meet a girl who has a sorrow like lilacs.

I hope to meet a girl with a sorrow like lilacs. Like me,

Silently walking,

Cold, bleak, and despondent.

She approached

She approached in silence, and casting a

too-breathless gaze,

she drifted through

like a dream,

like a dream, poignant and bewildered.

Like a dream drifting past

A sprig of lilac,

This wench drifted past me;

She was silent and far, far away,

To the decrepit hedge wall,

Walking down this rainy lane.

In the dirge of the rain,

dissipated her color,

dispersed her fragrance

dissipated, even her

taiyo-like gaze,

lilac-like melancholy.

Holding an oil-paper umbrella, alone

wandering in the long, long

and lonesome rainy alleys,

I hope to float past

a lilac-like

girl with a sadness.

4. When You Are Old - Irish Poet - William Butler Yeats

When you are old and gray and full of sleep, when you are old and gray, and sleep is

And nodding by the fire, take down this book, 倦坐在炉边，取下這本書来，

And slowly read,and dream of the soft look 慢慢讀着，追梦当年的眼神，

Your eyes had once,and of their shadows had once,and of their shadows deep; Your soft look and deep shadow.

How many loved your moments of glad grace, How many loved your fleeting figure,

And loved your beauty with love false or true, Loved your beauty with love false or true,

But one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you But one man had loved the pilgrim heart in you,

And loved the sorrows of your changing face; Loved the sorrows of your changing face; Loved the sorrows of your changing face; Loved the sorrows of your changing face; Loved the sorrows of your changing face; Loved the sorrows of your changing face; Loved the sorrows of your changing face.

And bending down beside the glowing bars,

Murmur,a little sadly,how Love fled Melancholy musings, murmurs,

And paced upon the mountains overhead.

And paced upon the mountains,

And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.

5. "Four Rhymes of Nostalgia" - Yu Guangzhong

Give me a ladle of Yangtze River water

The dreamland of four rhymes of Nostalgia

The Yangtze River water is like wine

The taste of drunkenness

It is the taste of nostalgia

Give me a ladle of Yangtze River water

Give me a ladle of Yangtze River water

It is the taste of nostalgia

It is the taste of nostalgia. Yangtze River water

Give me a piece of Begonia red, Begonia red

Blood-like Begonia red

The burning pain of boiling blood

It is the burning pain of nostalgia

Give me a piece of Begonia red, Begonia red

Give me a piece of snow white, Snow white

Letter-like snow white

Waiting for a letter

It is the waiting for a letter

It is the waiting for a letter

It is the waiting for a letter

It is the waiting of nostalgia. nostalgia waiting

Give me a piece of snowflake white, snowflake white

Give me a piece of Lamei Xiang, Lamei Xiang

Motherly Lamei Xiang

Motherly fragrance

It is the fragrance of the hometown

Give me a piece of Lamei Xiang, Lamei Xiang

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