Literary Edition
If we look at each other from here, we will definitely see the sea of clouds and the vast expanse of the horizon.
If you want to forget it from now on, you will definitely spend your whole life in mist.
Yesterday was like the water flowing in the east. It cannot be kept when it is far away from me. I give it to you in vain with my longing for it.
Today, the water flows even more when I draw a knife, I raise a cup to relieve my sorrow, and my sorrow becomes even more sorrowful. I have no choice but to send it away in a flat boat.
My bamboo stick and mango shoes are lighter than horses, I whistle and move slowly, but I don't know if you can return home when you are successful and famous, and accompany me for thirty thousand times with drunken laughter?
Serious version
Xie Chuheng had never understood Mu Xieyang. No matter how much he has experienced or how long he has been with him, Xie Chuheng will never understand Mu Xieyang.
Because, some people are destined to be strangers for a lifetime from the beginning. He was clearly locked into memories, scriptures, sun and moon, but how could his figure still flash across his mind? Really, even the wine was bitter because of him.