秋天的风
吹落了
谁的的寂寞？
片片的枫叶
是一场美丽的梦。
红尘中的
爱与恨
是不能够
消散的云。
多想把
有你的梦
留下，
渐渐模糊的背影
是生命
最美的记忆。
多想把
曾经的情留下，
你的微笑
是生命
最美的回忆。
飘下的枫叶
是一片片
忧伤的心，
片片的苦痛
是今生执着的守候。
《The memory of the third life》
The autumn wind
blew
My loneliness,
Patches of maple leaves
Is a dream of memories.
In the world of mortals
Love and hate
It is not able to
A dissipating cloud.
Many want to have
Have your dream
Stay,
Gradually blurred figure
Is the life
My most beautiful memory.
Many want to have
Once the love left,
Your smile
Is the life
The most beautiful memories。
The fallen leaves
Patches of heart
Whose sorrow is it?
Every piece of love
Is waiting for this life.
