Song title: Chunni

Singer: Yu Chengqing

Lyricist: Yi Nengjing

Composer: Yu Chengqing

Arranger : Wu Qinglong

Starring: Lin Chiling

Region: Hong Kong

Language: Mandarin

Album: Harlem Paradise

Publishing company: Sony Music

Publication date: 2003 A brief introduction to the song. This song "Spring Ni" was composed by Harin and written by Yi Nengjing. Yi Nengjing's lyrics seem to travel through time and space. As the four seasons change, the yellow flowers that bloomed in the past wither and mix into the soil of early spring, becoming the most nourishing nutrients, bringing the most brilliant and romantic flower season. It is likened to true love. Two people are in love. In the process of love, one must endure a lot of inexplicable pain. Only by persevering, cherishing each other, and believing in love can the two of them stay together until old age. When Harlem sang this song, he did not want to express it in a sad voice. On the contrary, he sang the hope of not giving up love as if he was singing a poem, and his voice extended the rich emotion of staying together... Lyrics: Flowers raining all over the sky are falling in my ears. You and I are silent and don’t respond. When I hold your hand, you cry and your eyes are red. The road is long and endless. I want to muster the courage to protect you and not let you suffer. I am also willing to suffer the pain. Memory is sown in the soil of spring and nourishes the earth. The next flower blooms. In the monsoon, your tears drop by drop in the memory. Let us name it cherish. The fog dissipates and everything finally becomes clear. Love and pain all become responses. Forgetting the past is prosperous and brilliant. Waiting in the sky has its end. I will take up the courage to protect you and prevent you from being wronged. I also hope that those painful memories will be sown in the soil of spring and nourish the earth. The next flower will bloom and your tears will fall in the monsoon. In the memories, let us name it as cherishing the flowers flying all over the sky. The rain fell on the spring soil and nourished the earth. The next flower bloomed in the monsoon. In the monsoon, your tears dropped in the memories. Let us name it as cherishing those painful ones. Memory is sown in the soil of spring and nourishes the earth. The next flower blooms in the monsoon. Your tears drop by drop in the memory. Let us name it cherish. Let us know how to cherish.