There is a song, flowers wither and fly all over the sky.

The east wind is blowing

You spread our love all over the branches.

Unprovoked wind and rain

Repeated slapping

Beat your infatuation with me.

In this carefree world.

There is a faint fragrance behind the water.

Why travel around the world without regrets?

Is it to catch up?

Catch up with the flowers and fly away.

Fly all over the sky

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Chen Yunfei wrote that "bloom is full of flowers."