It's just that I can't see you speaking modestly and as gentle as jade in the future. From now on, I am covered with the black veil of the dark night. Years of time are like a glass of pure water, but also like a wisp of dirt smoke. My thick hair covers my hatred, and when I raise my head, I smile like a flower again. As time goes by, people forget what happened before and after. I live alone in the water. My tears wet the path of your reincarnation, whether you remember it or forget it. I'm dressed in red, singing and picturesque