Lyrics of late spring breeze by Jiang Sheng(jiang sheng wan lai de chun feng ge ci )

Soft March

It's your favorite season

Climb the cool hills

Imagine your face

You never showed up

I am the smoke of the past

I think you are the cloud

Let me see you more

I'm afraid of the gentle wind

Blow away your appearance

I can't help grabbing my hand

A part of us

Our meeting

Like a late spring breeze

Through the vast sea of people

Floating into my dream

Past years

Like the starry sky at night

You're like a shooting star

Does it leave a blank

I'm afraid of the gentle wind

Blow away your appearance

I couldn't help reaching for it

A part of us

Our meeting

Like a late spring breeze

Through the vast sea of people

Floating into my dream

Past years

Like the starry sky at night

You're like a shooting star

Does it leave a blank

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Chinese PinYin : Jiang Sheng Wan Lai De Chun Feng Ge Ci