I once told you that I must go to the prairie in this life. You looked at me dotingly and said we should go together. At that time, I smiled as brightly as the morning sun...
When I finally came to the grassland as I wished, I realized that my initial persistence had already changed my original intention. Every day, I looked in your direction on the boundless grassland across thousands of mountains and rivers, thinking that distance could dilute my longing. No matter how good he is to me, I can't bury you in my heart. You are a hidden wound that has accumulated over time, causing me unbearable pain every midnight when I dream about you...
I thought I would finally grow old with you in this life, but in the end I spent the rest of my life among red walls and yellow tiles. Time is like a rusty knife, bluntly touching every corner of my heart...
In this life, who you have loved, whom you have missed, who you have hated, and whom you have failed, maybe only time knows...