When I was 20 years old, I fell in love with him. At that time, I thought it would last forever.
When I was 27 years old, I met him again, and I decided to love him again.
When he was 60 years old, he found himself in the mirror with gray hair, but he was still there.
When I am 80 years old, I am no longer afraid of death and know that he will not slow me down.
Fortunately, I have you in my most beautiful years
I'm lucky that I didn't miss you in my most beautiful years