I like the wilderness where dusk has yet to come.
At this time
All colors have been silenced
And the darkness has not yet come
In the lush greenery on the hill
There is still the last touch of passion
I also like the twilight life
at this time
All the stories have taken shape
And the end has not yet come. . . .
I look back again with a smile
Looking for the heart that was once hesitant and miserable
"Evening Song" tells the story of the love-hate entanglement in the life of a strange woman born in the late Northern Song Dynasty. . .