On the Naihe Bridge by the Yellow Spring, I hide a mouthful of Mengpo soup in my mouth just to remember your face in my heart when I am reincarnated. The world is turbulent, but I have been keeping quiet all my life, just waiting for you to meet again. Even if you have forgotten me in this life, my love for you in my previous life will still not change. The face that has been engraved in my heart for three hundred years after three reincarnations has not changed.
Even if it turns into ashes, I will see you again in spring when the red lotus blooms.