The world is full of fragrance, peach blossoms are blown to the ground by the wind, white clothes are fluttering in the distance, but a tall figure can be vaguely seen from behind. With a guzheng on hand and a cup of smoky tea, the man arrived gracefully. But the face was blurry and could not be seen. Accompanied by the fragrance of flowers, painful despair came to my ears: Why haven't you come back... It's been long enough... I have almost forgotten...
Have you forgotten... He couldn't help but murmur at the corner of his mouth, and tears fell from the corners of his eyes. Did I ever know you.
Nowadays, the feeling of longing for love is increasing day by day. Maybe we know each other...