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In the dream,the red door of your home was closed.
after i woke up,beady curtains cover the scenery outside.
but i still remember how it looked at the day you left.
Stand alone i in the fallen cherry flowers,
fly both swallows in the misty spring rain.
Recall to the first date with you under the cherry tree,
you wore a blue shirt with a heart-shaped picture.
Now i play the lyre to confess how i feel about you.
That year,the bright moonshine and you came here,
until now,i still yearn the shadow of yours under the moonshine.
