Alone in the Orchid Boat

You know, even now, I still can't stop thinking of you.

I remember that day, when you stood on the rain-soaked ground, great clouds of mist rising in your eyes, as damp as this long, gentle rainy season.

Amid the traffic and crowds, with people surging like the sea, I found you with a single glance back then. Now, where have you gone, leaving me all alone?

Happiness and regret are two sides of the same coin. Facing the feast laid out by the years, it seems all the love and reluctance we shed away are hidden behind our words.

Even the most beautiful, longest encounter must come to an end. It turns out the day is already drawing to a close.