In the almost strange undercurrent of fate, he and she are like two glass beads being ruthlessly played with in the hands, entangled in joy and infatuation, and worrying that their time together is too short. Although we know each other, cherish each other, and live together, we always get together less and leave more, hate the sky for teasing us, and have been infatuated with each other for three generations. We will not hesitate to say a word of love.
Flowers bloom on the other shore,
Naihe looked at the bridge with tears.
How many times have the flowers bloomed?
The flowers faded several times.
Reincarnation is already at its peak, so it is better to sleep together gently.
The two were in love, but in the end, a room was left empty.
I am persistent in love, so I look up to you.
Be strong for love, so wait.