That year in the alleys of Korea, there were misty rain and falling plum blossoms, green umbrellas and white clothes, life was just like the first time we met;
That year in the streets of Songhai, thousands of houses were lit with lights, and bridges held lanterns, despite the weak water;
That moonlit night in the villa, I sent you a green silk thread, wrapped it with my red thread, and made a promise in the next life;
That year there were misty clouds and ice and snow, the flowers were burning and the flowers were blooming, and the spirit of the year was like jade, and there was another night of silent snow;
That year, the peach blossoms were thousands of miles away, and when the spring breeze glanced at them, my heart pricked with blood, just to join hands with you;
That year, Qi Ao sang softly, penned the contract, splashed ink on the painting, and did not seek to be unforgettable;
That year, the lone wild goose flew south, singing to send off the soul, the meteors rustling, and finally buried in pear blossoms and snow;
Looking back under the flowers that year, I was dressed in white, and the depths were like peach blossoms, when the king returned in spring;
That year, three hundred pomegranates were fired, and the wind blew in to pick the weeds. I have no doubts about you, and I will live in peace with you for the rest of my life;
The young bridge is covered with rain, the withered vines are white, and the pear tree is white, and the floating life has not stopped;
That year on the clear river, the river lights were dim, the stars and fox furs were moving gradually farther and farther away;
At that time, the city walls were covered with moss, the stone steps were covered with frost, the lamps were always lit, and the boats said goodbye to Chang'an;
That year, the sun set at the river bend, we talked about Bashan, we cut candles together, and we dreamed back to the tender past;
That year the red beans were like blood, the fireworks on New Year's Eve, the withered vines on winter nights, and the most tenderness as ever;
At that time, the life-and-death agreement was broad, and he told Zi Cheng that he would hold his hand and only wish to grow old together with him.