从前的故事很长
Congqian de gushi hen zhang
书里写着万物在慢慢生长
shu li xiezhe wanwu zai man man shengzhang
他喜欢认真摘抄最美的篇章
ta xihuan renzhen zhaichao zuimei de pianzhang
往返春秋寄给爱的人
wangfan chunqiu ji gei ai de ren
从前的故事很旧
congqian de gushi hen jiu
捡了花瓣就可以缝成枕头
jianle huaban jiu keyi feng cheng zhentou
直到老槐树满身暮气已沧桑
zhidao lao huai shu man shen muqi yi cangsang
还能枕着它在院子里乘凉
hai neng zhenzhe ta zai yuanzi li chengliang
从前的春秋成了泛黄的胶片
congqian de chunqiu chengle fan huang de jiaopian
我记得他说她老了也很好看
wo jide ta shuo ta laole ye hen haokan
这是来自上个世纪的信件
zhe shi laizi shang ge shiji de xinjian
里面倾尽了余生的誓言
limian qing jinle yusheng de shiyan
从前的花开的一如那日绯艳
congqian de hua kai de yi ru na ri fei yan
她晒着院里的月光早已暮年
ta shaizhe yuan li de yueguang zaoyi munian
这是来自上个世纪的思念
zhe shi laizi shang ge shiji de sinian
读着信件回首已是百年
duzhe xinjian huishou yi shi bainian
从前的故事很旧
congqian de gushi hen jiu
捡了花瓣就可以缝成枕头
jianle huaban jiu keyi feng cheng zhentou
直到老槐树满身暮气已沧桑
zhidao lao huai shu man shen muqi yi cangsang
还能枕着它在院子里乘凉
hai neng zhenzhe ta zai yuanzi li chengliang
从前的春秋成了泛黄的胶片
congqian de chunqiu chengle fan huang de jiaopian
我记得他说她老了也很好看
wo jide ta shuo ta laole ye hen haokan
这是来自上个世纪的信件
zhe shi laizi shang ge shiji de xinjian
里面倾尽了余生的誓言
limian qing jinle yusheng de shiyan
从前的花开的一如那日绯艳
congqian de hua kai de yi ru na ri fei yan
她晒着院里的月光早已暮年
ta shaizhe yuan li de yueguang zaoyi munian
这是来自上个世纪的思念
zhe shi laizi shang ge shiji de sinian
读着信件回首已是百年
duzhe xinjian huishou yi shi bainian
English Translation
The old story is very long
The book says everything is growing slowly
He likes to carefully extract the most beautiful chapters
Sending to loved ones
The old story is very old
You can sew the petals into a pillow
Until the old locust tree is full of twilight and vicissitudes
I can also sit on it and enjoy the cool in the yard
The past spring and autumn became yellowed film
I remember he said she looks good when she is old
This is a letter from the last century
The vows of the rest of my life are poured in
The flowers of the past bloom as bright as that day
She is basking in the moonlight in the courtyard
This is the thoughts from the last century
It’s been a hundred years since I read the letter
The old story is very old
You can sew the petals into a pillow
Until the old locust tree is full of twilight and vicissitudes
I can also sit on it and enjoy the cool in the yard
The past spring and autumn became yellowed film
I remember he said she looks good when she is old
This is a letter from the last century
The vows of the rest of my life are poured in
The flowers of the past bloom as bright as that day
She is basking in the moonlight in the courtyard
This is the thoughts from the last century
It’s been a hundred years since I read the letter and looked back