What is the song of the person who dreams of blowing the night breeze?

The song is Xu Wei's The Chaser of the Night Wind.

Shake hands and make a wish, for fear that time and tide wait for no man.

Close your eyes and let me sleep in the summer night.

At the moment, the moon seems to be round.

Counting the time, thinking of you.

When will the memory stationery arrive at you?

Accept a warm prophecy.

There are countless passions this season.

Just as birds long for the sky.

Or I miss you.

Desperate understanding

That man's happiness

It is special to have you in this world.

People who used to chase the night breeze

Catch up with the boiling of sunset

Catch up with the afterheat and hug in late summer.

How many times do the stars rise and fall?

In exchange for hiding your script.

The wind blows like your eyes.

People who used to chase the night breeze

Catch up with the hazy dusk

Catch up with the foggy morning, and the dust is with you.

Sadness and happiness will leave traces in memory.

We watched each other in time.

Until the mountains and seas and the morning light.

Sink with the wind

There are countless passions this season.

Just as birds long for the sky.

Or I miss you.

Desperate understanding

That man's happiness

It is special to have you in this world.

People who used to chase the night breeze

Catch up with the boiling of sunset

Catch up with the afterheat and hug in late summer.

How many times do the stars rise and fall?

In exchange for hiding your script.

The wind blows like your eyes.

People who used to chase the night breeze

Catch up with the hazy dusk

Catch up with the foggy morning, and the dust is with you.

Sadness and happiness will leave traces in memory.

We watched each other in time.

Until the mountains and seas and the morning light.

Sink with the wind

People who used to chase the night breeze

Catch up with the boiling of sunset

Catch up with the afterheat and hug in late summer.

How many times do the stars rise and fall?

In exchange for hiding your script.

The wind blows like your eyes.

People who used to chase the night breeze

Catch up with the hazy dusk

Catch up with the foggy morning, and the dust is with you.

Sadness and happiness will leave traces in memory.

We watched each other in time.

Until the mountains and seas and the morning light.

Sink with the wind