Staring at the river, the water keeps turning, and the mist and rain accompany the passenger ships. Is Jiang Shui tired? Stop for a moment and don't drift away. Sorrow is like falling rain, watching the birds farewell to their hometown, and every sound of pattering rain goes deep into my heart...
Put away all the worries about separation, and advise you not to complain about the past. The vicissitudes of life may be chaotic, but I believe we are destined to meet each other. Thousands of miles apart, we see each other in our dreams every night.