He, the childhood sweetheart; he has all the power in the world; he silently protects her; she, facing them, how should she weigh the balance in her heart...
In this life, conditions arise and conditions perish,
The affection between childhood sweethearts leads to a lifelong love.
Life is destined to be unpredictable,
When power oppresses, when we have no choice but to part ways, where will the persistence of love go...
When faced with being framed, on the day of unjust suffering, where will the persistence of kindness go...
When the truth comes to light, and when the dust settles, where will our persistence go...
The pale iris flowers sway in the wind,
The soft sound of oriole drifted far away.
Meeting in the most beautiful years,
But he is haunted by the most helpless sigh.
The sleepless night, reflecting the glassy moonlight,
pluck the strings,
There are ripples in my heart,
Time flies, and finally it returns to calm, like still water.
Passing through thoughts,
The sound of the piano reminds me of the desolate place.