Crescent Moon once said to me sadly, I finally planted crimson pear blossoms, but she never came back.
The first time I saw him was in the white pear forest. He was particularly enchanting in his red clothes. From then on, I could never forget him again.
When I saw him again, I had turned into a human form, lying in his arms shivering, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of pity like green mountains and water.
He is my lover, but he is also a person whom I cannot love.
My lover, he already has a lover.
But I still yearn for the warmth on his sleeves, just for that look in the pear forest.
My love, all the joy in his life is given to one person.
But I still don't regret my ambition towards him, I just feel pity in his eyes for him to hold me in his arms.
My love, he walks in the pear forest in white clothes and red shirt, searching hard for her soul.
But I was greedy, angry and obsessed with it, and refused to give up. Just for that pool of moonlight by the quiet lake.
My lover, he already has a lover.
My lover is not a good person.