Is there really such a thing as love at first sight in this world?
I don't believe in my past life, but I failed.
Now, I still don't believe it, and I have failed again.
Why can't I escape the word "love" after two lifetimes?
I'm tired, I don't want to think about it anymore.
Just let me take the boat and return to my island.
The breeze blows, the fine oars shake, the white crane flies, and the boat floats. Drifting through the world of mortals, looking at the smiles of flowers.
All emotions are flowing like water, and thousands of oaths should leave no trace.