In March, when willows are veiled in mist, beside the shores of Lianshui Lake,
with distant mountains on the horizon and a figure in green robes dancing lightly,
one glance back from that person, and a lifetime of splendor seems to fall away.
Having captured my heart, you will not be allowed to run away again.
But if I don't run, could I have your love for a lifetime?
Thunder and rain break out, and the righteous and wicked clash.
A lifetime of love and hatred, feelings both willed and unwitting,
torn between love and hate, every choice leaves the heart wounded.
If the roots of love are destroyed, there can be no living on.
But if I beg for death, will you finally find peace in your dreams?
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Wow! What a shame!