I don't know how to write "General Director" better, so I just wrote it like this——
Flowers bloom like brocade, and the years pass by like a fleeting time.
The young man's dreams were shattered and he drifted away.
Is it virtual? Is it an illusion? Whatever, whatever.
Right and wrong are blurred, and the past is like a cloud.
I only remember your smile, under the cherry blossom tree.
Just like the spring breeze in March and the warm sunshine in July.
Willing to protect the young man for life.