Stars and frosts always pass away, year after year.
It's just that I don't enter reincarnation, and I don't know the transition between Yin and Yang. How can I be so lonely?
Bai Li, if it had been back then, I would have given up everything and secluded myself in the mountains and forests with you.
Instead of lighting a furnace of incense to gather some soul for you, listen to the flowers grow old.