Leaning on the railing and looking at the person in my dream,
Obsessed with a promise,
Ten years of love were cut off in one fell swoop,
Crying blood in the wind.
Once upon a time I was with you,
Qiaoxiaoqianxi drunken years.
If you want to be white-headed and stay together,
The soul flies to meet again at the tomb.
I thought that you would join hands with me to watch the clouds rise and the moon fall together, and we would live and die in the same place at the same time.
I thought that if two people are in love, they can grow old together, have children and grandchildren, and never be separated.
I thought that if I loved you and was willing to devote my whole life to you to protect peace, you would wait for me to go back to the past together.