Dreams of Youth Adrift in Ink and Smoke

Smoke and Splendor Fade

If we know from the start that we are destined to lose each other, why pursue one another so desperately, only to add more joy and sorrow to this world...

That year.

We met amid a sea of people, crossing paths aboard a boat. I fell for you at first sight...

At the mountain temple, in that moment.

We met again by chance in a bamboo grove, and finally realized we were both lost souls in a troubled age...

It seemed that, by some unseen hand, worldly feuds and rivalries always stood between us.

If you could.

Would you be willing to leave everything behind, travel to the ends of the earth, and spend the rest of your life by my side...

Fate in marriage failed my heart.

Yet we were still bound together, like a red thread that could never be torn apart...

Through joy and sorrow, the ill-fated pair were finally united.

When the fires of war had died away, before the canopy of our bridal bed, I cruelly let go of your hand...

As ink and smoke drifted away and our splendid days became things of the past, I finally understood your feelings...

The beauty in the painting gazes back at me, yet all I have are two silent streams of tears.

The waning moon shines on the western tower, and my heart alone is desolate.

I pour wine and drink alone, facing the wind as I compose a wild song.

At your lonely grave a thousand miles away, I cannot express the depth of my longing for you...

The pages of history yellow and crumble, carrying away the rise and fall of this world...

When the breeze rises, let me recall your peerless beauty once more in my dreams...