The wild geese are flying in autumn, and the beauty is here
Sneaking through low willows, looking like eyebrows
I never knew that the embankment was like frost
Xu Chunri is lingering, as if warm
The dream has returned to the deepest place, and the end of the string returns to the beginning.
——The Marrying Soul Song
Grooming your hair at the window, applying yellow flowers to the mirror, caressing three thousand blue hairs, breaking the love of young people
As amazing as I was when we first met, as grudges as we were when we met again, I don't know how you cast the spell in this life. I only know that all I think about is your decisive departure...