When you are old
Just a pot of Biluochun before Qingming Festival
Hold your hand
Sit still in the old time
memory

When your memory is old
And listen to the melody of a sad old song
In my dream verse
Sort out the ones that haven't gone far
memory

When your heart is old, please remember that there is a love that was once beautiful, no matter how mottled the years, the aestheticism in that time will always be clear.

If everything is old, we don't have to be stubborn, let us delicately old. I will still choose to accompany you in the next reincarnation

When you are old
Just a pot of Biluochun before Qingming Festival
Hold your hand
Sit still in the old time
memory

When your memory is old
And listen to the melody of a sad old song
In my dream verse
Sort out the ones that haven't gone far
memory

When your heart is old, please remember that there is a love that was once beautiful, no matter how mottled the years, the aestheticism in that time will always be clear.

If everything is old, we don't have to be stubborn, let us delicately old. I will still choose to accompany you in the next reincarnation