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Since when did the wind blow, making the leaves swayLove arrives, leaving someone's heart deeply moved.The little maiden nestles close to the young man,A ten-year vow to meet right here.Since when did the wind blow, making the autumn leaves fallLeaves rustle gently in the silent park.The ten-year vow, the man sits waiting,But where is her silhouette now.Since when did the wind blow, making the autumn leaves fallSwaying softly in the chilly autumn afternoon.Startling the green grass in wonde…

Small street corner, Phin cafe is small too,Sparsely, a few travelers pass on by.Each coffee drop falls, filling the memory,The old silhouette wanders somewhere near.Small street corner, Phin cafe is small too,Sparsely, a few travelers pass on by.In that small corner, a girl sitting there,Looking familiar, but it is not her.Small street corner, Phin cafe is small too,Sparsely, a few travelers pass on by.Each coffee drop falls, stirring an old silhouette,Wanting to hold it with a spoon but afraid…

The little house, buried deep in snow,Blue evening smoke indifferently floats away.A someone's shadow flickers by the window,Silently watching the snowflakes fall afar.The traveller shivers in the frost,Hesitating to ask to stay a while.Fortunately, this place needs some help,With a man's work that none can replace.The little house, buried deep in snow,Blue evening smoke indifferently floats away.The traveller hesitates to take his leave,But the work here is not yet done.

Sometimes in the bustling rush of life,We blindly brush past each other by.Hurrying steps, yet feeling utterly lost,A silhouette we have awaited for so long.Sometimes in the bustling rush of life,We unexpectedly catch each other’s eyes.Hurrying steps, yet feeling a sudden loss,A silhouette we have awaited for so long.Sometimes in the bustling rush of life,We accidentally miss the night ferry.Hurrying steps, yet seemingly late,A sole boat we have been waiting for so long.