I don't care if there is an afterlife,
Nor does he care about the compensation of fate.
I'm just waiting for a distant answer.
Stepping gently on the water of the green lotus pond,
Counting the floating leaves on the water,
A section of the breeze blowing by...
This is the scenery in my memory.
The world I love,
Branches full of flowers and leaves,
The garden is filled with butterflies and dreams.
I love everyone, and I believe they love me,
It was a colorful flower season,
Now it has turned into pearls that have disappeared without a trace...
Those little bits and pieces that are countless,
Pearl.
But it was my tears last night,
I seem to have had a long dream,
At the other end of the dream, I am among the flowers, by the green lotus pond,
Crying in the blood.
Now, I have woken up from the dream, and my blood has stopped rushing,
But my sleeping tears still exist,
I must use my blood to repay my feelings for you,
You will know what it feels like to have endless resentment...