M88 game

The clouds miss the clothes and the moon misses you,

You are far away and I don’t know.

It is rumored that fallen geese bring books,

I miss each other painfully.

Thousands of sails are passing by in front of the building,

Looking at the end of the world, whether it is sunny or rainy.

The summer wind goes north and the autumn wind comes,

In a blink of an eye, the wood was covered with dead grass.

A song of lovesickness with deep tears,

A lone moon will stay for a long time.

The one you love M88 appis separated by mountains and seas,

Sauvignon Blanc.

(Company Financial Assets Department: Gao Rongze)