Familiar Footsteps

Behind every smile lies the bitterness of a letting go,You drift with the wind, passing through the depths of my heart,Wipe away my lingering sadness with your light and graceful dance,Embrace my tear-filled eyes within your water-like skin,When the wind blows across your peninsula, do you still remember?

A carefree expression revealed through brush and ink,You can't hide the pain of missing me,Was it the wind that broke the branches of the tree, or was it my own desire to break free from your restraint?

You dance in the wind, or is it the familiar step?

When the wind blows across your peninsula, do you still want to stop?

The warmth of the south cannot soothe the barrenness of the north,The distant distance cannot withstand the countless blossoms of spring,The wind causes you to wildly change your steps,I planted a tree, ancient as the Garden of Eden,In the poems of Tang and Song, but it told me, don't cry,The wind has passed over the peninsula, leaving your advice,Is it truth, is it feeling, or is it a mistake?

When the stars fill the night, you dance in the wind again,Yet you leave me lost in the mornings and evenings of my thoughts