I thought my whole life would go on like this, listening to the moonlight pushing away the orchids and watching the embroidered handkerchief dyed with rouge.
Until I meet you...
I heard the magnolia blooming outside the window like jade pieces, and I had to turn around to meet your eyes.
Your eyebrows, your eyes, and every strand of hair on your temples. It was many years later, when the orchid fragrance fell all over the ground, and the rouge faded to its remaining red, that I suddenly understood that you and I were like the broken jade from the very beginning, shattered all over the ground...