A call of fate;
A lovesickness that has been entangled for thousands of years;
The growth and transformation of pain and smiles all the way...
The wind blows through your thousands of years of loneliness
The clouds move the tenderness that I cannot touch
Mountains are heavy, waters are heavy, helplessness is deeply rooted
Staring all day long for white hair, I want to speak but I still can't
The sky is long and the earth is long, but the love is deep and the relationship is weak
Even if the world has come to an end, I still look forward to meeting you in my dream
If my relationship is my own choice, why is this choice so difficult?
In this strange yet familiar world, what is the shackles of my love?
Is it fate, the overall situation, or... The so-called common people?
What is it that destiny wants to fulfill us? Is it everything, or is it just lovesickness?
I just want to weave a piece of lovesickness tapestry for someone by the side of Xichen Lake, that's all...