The chirping of cicadas in summer is noisy, and the bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus-flavored glutinous rice balls is sweet. The moonlight is so beautiful tonight! Two lonely souls find each other. We met again under that sweet-scented osmanthus tree.
Shen Qiyao & Wen Jianchuan
The tranquil mountains in the distance are in my heart, and I just happen to meet the clear river in the world
I wanted to live alone in the remote mountains until I met you.
See the mountains and rivers, see the evening breeze, and just in time, I met you.
Intention: When we meet in youth, our tenderness is as long as the years. With a faint light, we will illuminate each other's lonely remaining lives.