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You spring up as bamboos up
My love,I am the rain in spring
Quenching your thirst
Late at night
With my tears upon your leaves


You are from the opposite shore
Like nightfall
With a breeze blowing
And bamboos blooming
My sweetheart
Your eyes meet mine in the rustling


I’m driving the night wind
At the edge of our story
My love, my age is streaming
As the spring is running
Outside are night words whispering