The familiar face in the dream
You are the tenderness I am waiting for
Even if tears flood the world
I won't let go,
Bearing every moment of loneliness
Just because I made a promise
The familiar touch between you and me
Love is about to wake up
After all the vicissitudes of life, only love is the eternal myth
Ebb and flow, never regret the meeting of true love
Many painful struggles and many dark nights of struggle
Hold hands tightly so that you and I will never be separated again
Love covered in snow on the pillow
Only by embracing each other sincerely can we melt
The fire on the stove is swaying in the wind
Eternal and endless
Waiting for the flowers to bloom and spring to come again
The ruthless years laugh at my insanity
My heart is as steel as I let the world be barren
Missing you forever
In the joys and sorrows of time, only love is the eternal myth
No one has forgotten the ancient, ancient oath
Your tears turn into colorful butterflies flying in the sky
Love is the wind under the wings, two hearts fly together freely
You are the only beautiful myth in my heart
"Will you be hurt this time?" Looking at the tall white figure, Kagome thought quietly, unable to suppress the sadness on her delicate face.
"Do I love her? Is it her or her in the previous life?" Sesshomaru thought as he looked back at the sad shadow.
You and I were two parallel lines that would never intersect. Perhaps because of God's mercy and fate's entanglement, we walked together.
I want us to be together, can we be together?
In the past, we had vows to each other, in the past, the vicissitudes of life, in the past, you said to me: Wei, you are my queen in this life.
However, who said that love is like a meteor shower in the sky. It comes so fast that you don't know it, but when it goes, it leaves only a bright star tail.
I have always been afraid, afraid that it would be a game, a beautiful dream.
Finally, the streets and alleys of the Western Kingdom are decorated with red and colorful colors. He is going to marry a bride, and the bride is not me.
I watched her dance for me. The dance was gorgeous and decisive. She was really a princess, worthy of being the princess in my heart, but she was no longer the princess in my arms.
I watched her cuddling in the arms of another man at my political wedding, a little bird cuddling, yet graceful.
Everything around us originally belonged to me and her, but now everything has changed.
It was she who betrayed herself first!
He told himself the moment she left.
The truth was revealed suddenly, but it seemed so late.
She stabbed herself in the heart with a knife. It didn't hurt. That was his responsibility, but she still lay in the man's arms and said to him: Thank you for your love for me. Let's leave together, okay?
Her smile is gentle, dazzlingly gentle.
At that moment, I seemed to hear the sound of heartbreak, but it was also at that moment that the world collapsed.
What came was the everlasting oath:
Only when the mountains have no edges and heaven and earth are in harmony can I dare to be with you...