Where there is no separation in life, the lonely broken bridge is full of branches. Spring is supposed to be the season when flowers are blooming, but the cold winter brings snow and wind. Flowers bloom and fall at your fingertips, floating alone when there is no wind. When we are deeply in love, we are separated again, and our eyes are full of loneliness. The road in the world is vast, and you can wander the world alone. It was supposed to be a sunny March day, but it turned out to be a stormy time. You go and you return in the blink of an eye, your feelings and ruthlessness drift with the wind. In the rainy season, we meet again, and our hearts are filled with sadness. Holding oiled paper again, love is hurt in the rain. A blink of an eye can last a thousand years, a glance can last ten thousand years. Past and present lives, grievances and hatreds. Fate can be separated and come back again; separation can make a broken mirror reunite. You and I will grow old together again in the next life.