Helplessly, the flowers fall away, and the familiar swallow returns.
Can a new song and a glass of strong wine bring back your smile?
Falling in love is fleeting and lasts a lifetime.
All I want in this life is to draw that eyebrow for you again and listen to you sing that song that tells the story of the mortal world.
(This article is inspired by the 38th summer solstice of Hetu)