After ten years, we have watched the long flowing water, listened to the whispers of birds, and chased the setting sun.
Missing each other for ten years and being separated for countless days and nights makes my heart gradually become cold to the bone.
Ten years late, I will look back at that person who is still waiting for you to return in the dim light, holding a red rose in his hand.
"Lin Yu Ge, you are the only song on that lonely island that lingers."