Even if there are beautiful flowers and splendor in the world, how can they compare to that person dressed in white, with a gentle smile and picturesque features.
How can I bear the longing for thousands of years, the endless affection, so far away!
I am alone with the shadow of pear blossoms, the moon is full and missing again, and no visitors from Chang'an can be seen.
Muddled and unsure of where to end, the lingering fragrance of the old days is a drunken smile.
There was once a person who took on all the abuse and accusations, stepped across the world of mortals, held your hand, and gave you endless tenderness and affection.
There was once a person who gave up all his beliefs and obsessions, crossed the Ten Miles of Forgotten River, kissed your eyes, and left you with endless lovesickness and waiting.