Even though I have walked through the dreamy Yangzhou and traveled through the mysterious Miao border, I still can't help but miss you.
Even if we have to face each other with swords in the end, I still miss every bit of the past.
Even though your hair will last forever, I still hope that one day you will still be able to look at me with a smile on your face and wave to me.
But all these thoughts were stopped when they relayed your recent situation.
Missing is like an uncontrollable weed that grows crazily and spreads in my heart. From now on, my heart is destined to be barren.
They say you have found your beloved.
They said that the wedding lasted for three days, and you hated lively people so much that you had a smile on your face the whole time.
They said, You treat your beloved like a jewel.
They also said a lot, but I can't remember them all.
I only remember that I drank a lot of wine, and asked me to take away the old wine collected by the shopkeeper. But even wine can't make me forget you, not even for a moment.
It was three days before I woke up again. I've been drunk and drunk for the past three days.
The flowers outside the window are blooming just right, and I seem to see you and me again.
You play the piano under the tree, and I dance under the tree. Begonias fell all over us one after another.
The time has passed, and the flowers have fallen to the ground.