Flowers Bloom for Eternity

The flowers bloom for a hundred generations and the posts live for thousands of years. In the world of mortals, the evil heart remains unchanged. I would like to dedicate this humble document to that girl who is crazy about love. Maybe in an instant, I fell in love with you, Maybe in the blink of an eye, I will forget you, Because of obsession, I travel across space to find you, Because of lingering, I turned a blind eye and avoided you, I love, I hate, Five thousand years up and down, I'm not me, you're not you I hate, I love Thirty thousand miles across I live, you live She is alive too, he is alive too Intention: