Jiu Zui Hong Chen Qing Nan Le 久醉红尘情难了 Endless love in the drunk of red dust / Long Drunk World Of Love Is Difficult jīn yè wǒ jǔ bēi hē zuì 今 夜 我 举 杯 喝 醉 I raised a glass to drink this night hóng chén suǒ shì xīn hǎo lèi 红 尘 琐 事 心 好 累 The red dust is so tired diǎn diǎn dī dī de wēn cún 点 点 滴 滴 的 温 存 Point temperature drop drops of deposit xīn zhōng liú xià wú jìn de yú wēn 心 中 留 下 无 尽 的 余 温 There is no residual temperature left in the heart jīn yè wǒ dú zì pái huái 今 夜 我 独 自 徘 徊 I wander alone this night hóng chén xiāng sī shuí tǐ huì 红 尘 相 思 谁 体 会 The red dust thinks who will cháng yè nán mián kōng huí wèi 长 夜 难 眠 空 回 味 ...
Life is the present, it is not the experience. The weight and the strength of experience shadow the present, and so experiencing becomes the experience. J. Krishnamurti _ https://shorturl.at/ahCX0