The other shore, the eternal opposite...
Wangchuan, the ties from the past life...
Flowers bloom, like a bloody dream, and the unattainable lingering begins again.
Falling leaves represent eternal extravagant hope and the cruelest confusion in reincarnation.
Why, eternal hope can only be exchanged for the distant shore.
... In this and past lives, you and I will always be the other side that is out of reach.
Flowers in the Water Moon Mirror only recall the unforgettable love.
Above the Yellow Spring, I watched indifferently the souls coming and going.
After all, tears dreaming of the world of mortals cannot withstand the irreversible passage of time.
Time can turn everything into flying smoke, wiping out all sentient beings in just a moment of talking and laughing.
The flame of life is extinguished little by little, and everything in the world is inferior to you and me.
The flowers bloom, the leaves fall, my heart becomes calm, I love you without any resentment.
Remember, miss, recall, and love you forever.
Flowers from the other shore, flowers of love, flowers of forgetfulness, despair, all over the sky.
Forgot? Come again? Unfeeling? Set sail to the other shore.
In reincarnation, we are doomed to tragedy.
With a sigh, the flowers fall and forget the love on the other side of the river.
Exile the memory, everything is long gone.
The reincarnation begins and only the final outcome is seen.
Swiftly, passing by the fingers.
Love dies in the heart.
No trace left, the other shore, the eternal distance.
Unattainable, reappearing, the loneliness of the past.
Cannot disobey.