Falling flowers are flying like a passing year.
If you talk about the person in your dream, who would have known that you had regrets back then?
Buddha talks about cause and effect, blue clothes scatter like smoke
She has seen the words of flowers, she has found the fate of her previous life
The smoke of that year has long since dispersed, but the moon has remained unchanged through the ages.
Lan Xi Lan Xi, even if everything changes, I still want you to be by my side